So yesterday I go over to my friendly neighborhood Wal-Mart to stock up on some 12 gauge ammunition. Mind you, I'm not bothering anyone or even talking to anyone. I make my way over to sporting goods, and some dude with his girlfriend asks me if I want a good "$@# whooping" for "looking at his girl." I tell him no, I wasn't looking at your girl (she was average at best, extra 20 pounds is a big no-no for a woman), and he proceeds to call me a liar and get in my face.

At this point, I try to walk around him to get to the sporting goods counter, but he won't let me pass. Mind you, I'm much bigger than this kid, but he wants to impress his girlfriend, who by this time is pleading for him to stop antagonizing me.

Finally I can take his abuse no longer. I hit him with a left to the body, a short right to the chin, and then kick him while he's on the ground. Security gets involved, and a crowd gathers. Kind of reminded me of this: http://www.videosift.com/video/Wal-Mart-employee-trampled-to-death

Long story short, I get off with a warning (security were gun enthusiasts like me), girlfriend goes home crying, and punk kid goes to hospital. I guess his "Yes We Can" shirt didn't help him when push came to shove.