So call me a male chauvinist if you want but hit my woman (and she likes that!!) and go ahead and pick out your burial plot!!! That also goes for my children!!!
LOL... I remember the time in high school when the school bully shoved me up against the wall, when he was passing by. The problem was that he shoved me up against my girlfriend and her against the wall, too.
Well, we didn't get into it right there, but I said he better never do that again. And we picked it back up again in Physical Education... "PE"... The coaches knew something was going on, so they put both of us together in a situation in class to see what would come up... LOL... And we had another skirmish there, again, where I threw him down to the ground, and it was broken up.
And then it continued on into the lunch period where he came up and wanted to get into it again, right there, but I wasn't going to be pushed into anything and I was eating lunch anyway... :-)
So, he just hauls off and hits me, and then we got into it...
Tables and chairs went flying, and we rolled around and so on, and the crowd of kids around kept the teachers from getting in there and breaking it up. By the time it was all over, he was taken off to the hospital and didn't come back to school. I was taken to the principle's office and expelled for three days... oh well...
He never came back to school again, after that beating he got..., so we got rid of one school bully that day... :-)
I had the same experience. Three bullies tried to make me their mark during middle school and high school. Three bullies wouldn’t have tried it if they had to do it all over again. The funniest after-action reaction was the bully who, about three months later, after finding himself on the same side of a city street face to face with me about 50 feet sway, stopped dead in his tracks and jaywalked through busy traffic to get safely on the other side of the street.
There used to be this idiot bully in JR High that would always come around the lunch table and grab a handful of my fries off my plate.
One week I was out sick with strep throat and was recovering from it and well enough to return to school.
The day I returned I sat down to lunch with my burger and fries and this bullies idiot friends were all around watching me. I proceeded to spit on my food. The bully comes around and grabs my fries and eats them.
In a calm but sarcastic tone I informed him that I had just gotten over strep the other day and had spit on my food before he got there. I told him all the people at the table had seen me do it. Then I told him that he just ate my spit and he better hope he didn’t catch strep from it.
He never did steal my food after that humiliation. I also proceeded to spit on my food every time he came around so that he would see it.
LOL