OK...you've all been waiting for this, and I now feel comfortable enough to tell the story. No names will be used to protect the innocent.
I used to ride with a very unsavory MC. We had rival clubs or gangs in the area. I am a little larger than average, and don't take a lot of crap, violence seemed common in those days (I resigned 10 years ago-when my first grandaughter was born).
Long story made short, I took a beer pitcher to my head in a bar rumble (20 years ago). It broke the pitcher (they were heavy glass in those days), and it did not knock me out. My club labeled me "Bad Ass", and it later evolved to americanbadass! Thats my story and I'm sticken to it. 20 stitches later, I was as good as new!