This is the 911 Coles podcast with the operator and his exact twin,

a minor being born and raised in Kentucky and his herald military service and being born to a completely other mother, Kent Chungus.

Oh hello Kent. I was waiting to clap.

Hello. Hello, hello, Kent. Oh hello. Hey, I want to kick this off of the hard hitting question right off the front.

Okay. Hey, Kent. Yes. If your marriage dilapidated into a series of violent yet non-life threatening competitions between you and your wife,

where you're constantly trying to make each other's life miserable, do you think it'd be a fair fight and who do you think might have the last laugh?

So, and like a fisticos fight between me and my wife, I would just fucking wreck her. Okay. Yeah. I would beat her. I would just, it would be bad. She's four foot ten, like maybe a buck 20. I'm at six foot over 250 pounds.

I would wipe the fucking floor with her. And if I found out on top of that, if I found out that I had to fight her, I would train.

You would have to train. I would enter a jujitsu during it. Jim.

And I would be like, hey, do you care to watch the kids while I go to jujitsu classes so that she wouldn't have time to train.

And on top of that, on top of learning jujitsu being so much bigger than her, I would also use a weapon.

Okay. Like a sledgehammer. So, let's say you guys have this, this throw down, this MMA level paper, but I don't think you were talking about that.

Well, I was talking about like, let's draw it out over like five years where you're just we have to fight for five years.

Well, you're constantly wrecking her in like non seconds. First round.

Well, you're drawing this out and you're just trying to get at each other all the time. Like sabotage each other's lives.

And you know, non-life threatening, like I said, but just always trying to wrap, just throw gear, wrenches in the gears of your, your, your significant other or X.

Do you feel like you have a worthy opponent in your, she would, she would devastate me.

Yeah. If we had to resort to psychological warfare and or games, I don't have a chance. No amount of jujitsu classes, no amount of anything can prepare me for that.

Right. Because my wife is a master at, oh, you want to play fuck fuck games?

We can play fuck fuck games. And I don't know why three days later, I'm standing in my shed pulling my hair out and hitting an old boot with a fucking piece of tie rod.

I feel the same way. I, I don't stand a chance. That's why whenever me and her get into an argument, I immediately resort to physical violence.

Up her hand. He established physical dominance.

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