Not about fighting over women ... I worked with a guy, Neff, in Vietnam at a site detached from the company. When we closed the detachment and went back to the company, Neff found a buddy of his there. They would get almost falling down drunk and fight, rolling around on the floor trying to hit each other.
Every once in a while one of them would call out, wait, I have to ralf (vomit), or pee, or get another beer. The other guy would say OK and they would stop fighting. After puking, peeing or drinking another bottle of beer, they would go back to fighting. Sometimes for an hour or more. I was told that sometimes they would both pass out on the floor. I don't know. I never watched them fight long enough to see the end of the fight. This would happen once or twice a week.