Here is what this tough guy just had to write in April 2006 about a biologist:
Actually it makes me feel like doing some pain experiments on PZ Myers. I don’t believe he feels pain. All the blood and screaming from my fists
pounding his face to a pulp would be nothing more significant than an automobile engine leaking oil and bearings making noise from lack of lubrication. Of course I could be wrong. -ds
Wow, tough talk from the tough guy.
The same tough guy who backed out of a face-to-face meeting with a professional clown whom he had been insulting a while ago. Even told the clown in so many words that he would be packing heat, have his dogs with him, would employ chain saws in his defense, and would call the police if he showed up.
David Scott Springer - ex-Marine, extreme mesomorph, built like a boxer or a linebacker (according to himself):
(isn't that cute - big tough guy truck and all) afraid of a clown.