I'm touring Europe and stuff, chilling at the hotel in Prague. It was bbq night so a lot of other youthful travellers were around. Sat at a table with some guy I met last night with a bunch of other dudes.

This British and Indian immigrant guy joined our table, but I'll get to that later.

We talk then this ok looking blonde that saw me at the club and called me out for staying at the hostel came up and sat right next to me. I could tell from her body language she was interested and shit. Flirted with her a bit but mostly ignored her cause she wasn't my type which only seemed to make her more into me.

Went to pickup a BBQ and opened this slightly cute but by no means anything better than a low 7 Spanish chick from Barcelona. I turned up the heat here and was a lot more flirty and playful and shit, no point in getting into the specifics of my interactions with the girls as that's not the point of this post, but my game was tight.

I left after I got my bbq without acknowledging her and sat down back with the dudes. She later came around the terrace after getting her food and stopped at around our table than looked around to other places in a kind of "oh I wanna sit here but will make a slight effort of trying to feign like I have other things to do or people to talk to" way.

I just made eye contact with her smiled and basically ordered her to "sit down" to which she did. Everyone at the table took note.

Altough I'm not jacked out of my mind (yet) I was the guy with by far the biggest physique at the table which makes this even more insane in my eyes.

The blonde British guy was taking constant jabs at me trying to put me down in the social circle both before and after the girls showed up, but especially after. At first I was really chill with it, either agreeing and amplifying or just flat out ignoring him. This guy's shittalk wouldn't end and he started doing it more and more often, so as we kept playing drinking games and he showed no signs of letting up I was getting slightly irritated. As the night went on this guy kept taking shots at me and I guess he noticed that it begin having an effect, I left to take a bunch of pisses (I pee a lot when I drink beer) and with each time I left got progressively physced myself out and got more pissed. After a certain point I was pretty much fuming, so I sat next to him.

It'd be good to note that despite the fact that this guy was trying so hard to establish himself at the top of the group he exhibited a bunch of other subtle beta qualities--couldn't hold eye contact with me that sort of shit, so he probably was putting on a huge ass facade.

Anyway I sat next to him and low and behold the retard said something to my face, couldn't believe his audacity really.

Here is where it started going downhill really fast for me.

I nodded and smiled in a really threatening evil grin kind of way and said something along the lines of "oh yah? Talking a lot of shit there are you?"

I don't remember what he said but it obviously wasn't something that pleased me. I swooped my arm around his neck with soooper speed and pulled him down in a rough headlock (I've done a lot of combat sports in the past so my technique was tight). I pulled him down to my thighs and kept him in place for a few seconds despite his resistance just to make him feel at my mercy but then let go when I realized I was making a scene, like a bunch of people at the table were like "WOAHHH"

The guy started sperging out about a bunch of shit I didn't care to pay attention to. I was centimeters away from just cracking him in the face right then and there but didn't because I remembered a bad experience i had before with impulsive physicality and got slapped with a nice assault charge when I gave some guy a black eye back in the states. (Charge was dropped pending me not getting arrested again and community service so I got out of that shit really well.)

Anyway, I flat out grinned maniacally at him and told him that if he talked shit again that I would beat the fuck out of him.

He kept talking to me about how he was just kidding about the shittalk and that if he actually didn't like me he wouldn't sit next to me and that if I ever got physical with him again "they'd just leave"

He tried speaking for the group but I called him out on his bluff and just laughed at him and returned "ok lol leave"

The blonde bitch that was into me immediately jumped to his defense and said some dumbass shit about being me being American and lauged with the shittalker about it.

Spanish girl from earlier was sitting next to us during the whole exchange and just turned to me and asked me what happened. I just whispered in her ear that he was talking a lot of shit to which she just nodded and got into another convo.

I went back to take another piss, much less pissed off. I returned to a full table so I just sat next to these Scandinavian dudes and vibed with them and got some of their gin. Took another piss and came back to the table but sat outwards, the group didn't seem to be as eager to speak with me. Didn't really matter cause I then got invited to go to a club by my roommates and chilled with them.

I wanted to get with either one of the girls to have something to pump my jizz out but I knew like the moment I decided to grappel the guy I already lost by not just stoicing and being chill like I was at the beginning. Wasn't really too bitter or annoyed at that as I didn't want to get with them too too badly(if they were hotter I probably would of tried 1000x harder to do so and ignored the retard.) What really got in my head was just the audacity of this guy to have the balls to be able to constantly disrespect somebody that was capable of seriously injuring him.

He did get what he wanted though by getting into my head and managing to alienate me from the group so he could try to get with the girls free of me so props to him. Altough I feel like he realized he got a bit too much off to chew and was shaken up by that. (Saw the Spanish girl in the lobby at like 5 am when i got back and she told me she just went out, I knew he didn't have it in him to actually get laid but the confirmation did make me feel better)

Was originally going to post this in ask trp in order to get advice on how to deal with guys like this in the future but it ended up being more of a field report. Plus I'd hope that others reading this would learn something from it.

Some things I had in mind were less alcohol, more consistent frame, more stoicism and ability to separate my actions from my emotions, restarting combat sport training and killing it in the weight room when I get back to the states to have an outlet for my agression, etc. I'm curious though as to how other trpers deal with situations like this more skillfully and in the moment.

Not trying to male hamster or make excuses about me fucking up but I remember reading the sidebar two years ago as a bored highschool senior in the library about how the male modus operandi is to hit and physically hurt someone while the female one is to talk and mentally damage you. I absolutely hate it how in this feminized society the weaker and less masculine men like this dude could thrive by taking mental hits at other men and then win by dramatically victimizing themselves when someone that won't have it tears down their little invisible protective shields of the society and actually gets in their faces.

Please excuse any formatting or other such typographic errors as there are no computers here so I just typed it up on my phone while chilling in the hostal.