| I hit my wife once, when we were 19. The second time I went for her, she grabbed the phone and clobbered me on the forehead. After we went to the hospital for 8 or 9 stitches, the Police would not give us a ride back home. We couldn't afford a cab, so we had to walk.
Guess what, we decided that hitting each other was pointless. That was the start of our education on fighting fair. |