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Grown men have wars, boys have fights.
I have too much to lose to fight. When I lived in Texas, we had some trouble with some young folks from next door coming onto the property(gated condos on a lake) One night, my neighbor calls about 0200 and asks me to accompany him while he asked some drunken youths to leave. My buddy is about 6'2''and 210#, muscular, athletic guy. This little girl, 5', 100# and maybe 17, slapped his face, hard. He was cool, told her to get the hell out of here before someone got hurt. One of the guys with her, sort of bowed up, like he was going to fight, but decided against it as his large friend was passed out drunk. The stupid kids' mother comes out, and want to know the problem, I tell her she needs to keep her kids under control, before one ends up going to jail. She was so not in control of her kids.
Later, when we were sitting on our patio decompressing, my wife pulls her .38 out of her pocket and puts it on the table, then Rick puts his.357 next to it. I was the only one not strapped. I ask my wife if she would have shot any of them and she said she would not waste a bullet on them, besides it would have been more satisfying to beat the crap out of them. I have no doubt she could have taken any of them, she is a tough chick who knows how to fight and is not afraid to break a nail(or a knuckle) to straighten someone out.
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She was the kindest person I ever met
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