I'm a 55 year old Scottish musician without an ounce of rage issues, and I'm not an alcoholic (despite being Scottish).
If we are speaking hypothetically, and in Minecraft, I could win in a fight quite easily against Patrick, despite the Hefty Heifer's weight advantage.
On Twitter, he can take his time to collect himself and respond with what he thinks is clever (it never is), but in person he has no luxury. We heard Josiah 5, "Shut your fucking MOUF!" is just the tip of the boiling point. You get him that mad and the fight is over in seconds, he's like Forrest Gump without the hyper focus. Trip, punch, cry, bowel evacuation, done.
Of course, it's all theoretical. I'll probably never visit America, and I certainly don't want to visit the Mad Max-scape known as Milwaukee. I'd rather experience the food and sights of Chicago, while Gosia would love to see New York just once.
And frankly, just one punch landing means I have his obesity grease all over my playing hand.