Breaking the fingers of life and showing it who is boss.
We solved the argument by fighting.
I punched his ribcage feeling it cave in as i put the final thrust in, i proceeded to knock his front tooth out and then stomped on his laying body until it stopped shaking.

The egg came before the chicken.

As i am writing this i lay dead in my coffin.
I have lost my newest argument and the outcome does surprise me.
I never thought i was big on philosophy...

Turns out the game of life seems so much more fun when you're dead.