My dad was a football hooligan, comes from the most dangerous city in England, and has a scar from a kife wound in his neck. He hasn't been in a fight since the late 80's, but apparently he threw someone through a window in that one.
My godfather is a millionaire paranoid schizo who recently spent about a year living with prostitutes in Brazil, before he was kicked out for being found naked and high on something wandering the streets of Rio de Janeiro.
The funny thing is I'm not actually joking.