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Sword fighting! πŸ˜ƒ The ladies love it! πŸ˜

I go down to the beach, practising sword fighting drills…

“Down on the beach? In public? What about the police?”

What about them? It’s a Polypropylene plastic training sword… Besides the police ain’t going to do shit… I’m untouchable in this country…

Anyway, you should see the looks I get from some of the ladies! πŸ˜ƒ The married ones, out for a walk with their husbands… Their the best! πŸ˜†πŸ˜‚πŸ€£

Weather’s good, got top off, showing off my sword techniques. 😎 (And bald head)

THE SMILE! Half gorping, half open mouthed smile…

I was born to sword fight! I know when I’m good at something. When I can excel at something. This I am going to fucking excel at… at world class level… haven’t been so serious about something in a long time.

I just asked my instructor if there are any techniques or styles or tricks more advantageous to the smaller guy… bigger guys can wield bigger swords.

“Not really Danny. It’s about skill and application.”

… I’ve always been the smaller guy, hasn’t stopped me in terms of street fighting, or boxing, Krav Maga or Reality Based Self Defence… but there are usually dirty little tricks or techniques the smaller guy can utilise to gain an advantage (and vice versa for the big fucker)…

This guys a big fucker…

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