Phssthpok wrote:
I miss third grade because it was so easy then all you had to do was know the most "your momma's so fat/stupid" jokes and you could win any confrontation.
Anyone that tried that nonsense on me, I laughed in their faces. One spat on me and I sent him flying despite that I pretty much avoid confrontations.
Another one that can work but it depends who you´re dealing with is just go about your business ignoring them. If they are prone to figthing, laughing works better.
Oh, and there was that guy, the popular tough guy (you know the type) at my first job. My mother had just left intensive care semi-paralyzed and he probably thought I was vulnerable or something. So he made some remark about my mother. I gave him a round of applause. He was so pissed
The times I ever got into a fight can be counted on the fingers of one hand and still having enough left to order two beer. Good thing too because I suck at fighting.
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