I'll tell you a little story. A man goes out to the pub, he has a few drinks. Some mouthy git at the bar, most probably spurred on by the bugle, actually, definitely hurried along by the Bolivian, the yayo AND the white starts giving people a hard time. The man has had enough. Without a word, he strides to the jukebox and enters at least a nicker.
On comes VAN HALEN, and everyone rocks so very hard that the altercation is completely forgotten.
Lesson of the story: Real men don't fight, real men ROCK.
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