In a self-defense situation, if you are a big monster human, and you want to fight me, and you square off with me, guess what I'm going to do. I think it takes you, I think, for like, putting a pussy ass to US Marine, what's he going to do, call him to air support? He's going to get put pajamas on and try to hug me to death in a street fight. No, what's he going to do, run 20 miles with a backpack on? How's that going to help him? He's staring down the barrel of this gun. Guess what I'm going to do. Run away. Because I don't want to get involved. Even if I see skinny little lex out on the street, and you start yelling at me and saying you want to fight me, I don't want to fight you. I don't care if I can beat you or not. What if you stab me? What if you sue me after I get done throwing you on to the concrete? There's a million bad things can happen and almost nothing good. My first self-defense is my feet to get away from you. And if you square off to punch me, I can run away from you. If you square off to kick me, I can run away from you. If you push me, I can run away from you. So, great. I don't need to know how to box to run away from you. Who's that? Jocco Willings. Oh my god. It's my fantasy come through. Jocco Willings just walk you like bar-Willings.