Not to be confused, please don’t shoot him, then he wins. Take the high road (that doesn’t mean you can’t bleed him dry with your attorney).
Of course, he got mad, blamed me and started whining about how much money I was costing him. I told him "I have one suggestion for you darlin' and it seems to have worked well for you for years...go cry on your girlfriend's shoulder about how miserable I make your life. You'll be hearing from my attorney" and hung up on him.