FearlessJ begins sweating profusely as he sits on the toilet right before his big speech.  FearlessJ is taking the biggest shit of his interesting violent life.  

FearlessJ woke up in a bad mood this morning, but stomachs his mood to deliver his speech. 

FearlessJ begins his speech 

As many of you know, and many of you do not know, I have been courted to write a speech.  I have been paid a great sum of money to do this, and will continue to do it, as I am sure it will be a hit. 

I'd like to tell you a little something about myself.   

I am not a person who puts up with much shit, I am a violent man, and I love to fight.  Actually, I wake up every morning and fucking look for fights.  I have been in quite a few fights, and I believe there is evidence of such.  You can probably hear whispers of my abilities.

I am going to tell you a little bit about one the first encounters I had as a young boy:

FearlessJ begins his story telling session at this point, and the crowd seems very intrigued.  Over 10,000 people have amassed to hear FearlessJ's sermon. 

Today, I will tell you, the first taste of blood I had (Well not the first, but one of the first)

I was only 6 years old, just beginning the first grade of school.  I am not going to lie, school was always hard for me, it was a real struggle, and believe it or not I wasnt always this smert. 

Anyway, it was a winter day, it was cold as FUCK.  I was only a mere boy, all I could think about is how I could get laid during recess again.  Well, it was going well, I was talking to this one girl, her name was Vanessa, she had a rack on her to die for (She was a 4th grader).  As i began talking to her, some chump shit fuck walks up to me and says hey you fat little midget fuck, why are you talking to my girlfriend.  I did not want confrontation, as I only fight when the weather permits.  Remember this day was cold as FUCK, but it was starting to heat up, because my blood began boiling.  

If you know anything about FearlessJ, know this, he does not put up with shit, and he meets violence with VIOLENCE.  This son of a bitch had embarrassed me, in front of the girl I was to lay with.  Guess what?  I'd have my vengeance. 

So I pushed this kid, he had to be 6ft or something, he was at least 3 times my size and 3 times my weight also.  The size difference was incredible.  Vanessa said, dont worry about his cutie, do you want to play?  I said HOLD THE FUCK UP VANESSA, nobody and I mean NOBODY disrespects me like that. 

Ill never forget what she said to me after I said that, she said "FearlessJ, thats so hot".

Well, I felt something inside of me when she spoke those words.  For you guys out there you know what I mean right?

Well anyway, by this time the guy had walked away, and I went looking for him.  

When I finally found him, the recess bell had just rung, and I had to make a decision.  Follow this guy to class, and beat his ass in front of the whole class, or tell him to meet me at the playground after school.  

Guess what I chose?  Probably not what you expected.  I chose to follow him to class, because I was still red and angry and pissed and just full of rage.  

When I got to classroom C325, I punched that mother fucker square in the jaw.  He flew over the teachers desk, the teacher grabbed me, but I pushed her old ass on the ground, and punched that overgrown fuck in the face 13 times.  Why 13 times?  Because thats how long it took me to find him.  For each minute he hid from me, I hit him square in the fucking JAW.  

The aftermath: 
 

Finally security arrived, and cuffed me because I was still so angry and full of testosterone.  The rage was uncontrollable.  Two full grown men had a hard time containing me that day.  

The teacher was a bit on the older side maybe in her 60s, so she was having a hard time getting up, plus she was a bit chunky as fuck. 

I was escorted straight to the principals office that day, and he was pissed.  He said you had no business following that boy to class, do you understand what you did wrong.  

I said "I dont give a FUCK, just give me my sentence, and Ill do my time."

Well, he called my mom, and she picked me up.  I told her more or less what happened and she bought it.

There you have it folks, the first installment of The Life and Times of FearlessJ (Part 1 of 69)

Ah, how could I forget?

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Also, do you want to hear more of my sermons?  Do you feel they're useful to the community? 

FearlessJ tips his hat

If you say so

If only you'd put this much effort into being relevant. 

Only seems appropriate.

Ragnarok,

Stand down pup, before your shriveling COCK wets the sand

All my life men like you have sneered at me. And all my life I've been knocking men like you into the dust.

Take head from ass, and set mind to purpose 

There’s no shame in fear, my father told me, what matters is how we face it.

Intrigued by the story being told TheMadHatter stands and listens. He sounds like he's had to be so tough at such a young age. Poor guy. Her heart breaks for the struggles she can assume he's had to endure. 

Her concentration is broken when people start speaking nonsense. Some man talking about how he should put as much work into being relevant, yet she had never even heard of him maybe he should take his own advice she thinks. 

Another man speaks up, she's a bit more intrigued. "Is it fear of knowing he's tougher than you that brings you to listen and challenge him? Either way there'd be no shame in it I guess. If you're going by your father's words." 

I love your hard life gangster story. Can't wait for the second edition. 

Bows

He who passes the sentence, must swing the sword.

When you play the game of thrones, you win or you die.

The only way to keep your people loyal is to make certain they fear you more than they do the enemy.

This was a very interesting piece. I hope there's more!