“I’m busy. Go crawl up someone else’s ass…” And I snapped.
Now… I’m not normally a violent person. I condone violence in fact, but I may have a bit of a temper when my full mumma bear comes out.
When I was a kid, dad made us go to karate so we could protect ourselves. He didn’t mean for us to learn so we could fight, just protect ourselves.
Unfortunately, I may have gotten into two fights with girls at school, but in all fairness they were bullying me and started it… but it wasn’t right.
Now, at this age, that would also mean that I would know better, yet right now I was struggling not to just punch her… maybe five or six times until I was half satisfied and probably pulled off her.
“No, you listen to me, you loose p***y dumb f*****g whore...” So I started calmly and politely. “We w
