I almost got into a bar fight with a Trumper last night. He was acting like an ape and taunting me "I know your're a fucking liberal! I know you're a fucking liberal! I HATE fucking liberals." At one point he started to come at me with his fists clenched. I know how to fight, so I grabbed a metal stool, held it above my head and was ready to bash him in the face with it, and I said "Come on, bitch, let's go." He backed down. A little while later, a woman who was with him and his friends came up to me and wanted to "exchange numbers". I said "No, I can't do that." She said "Why not?". I put my fingers around her wedding ring and said "because of this." She replied "He's out of town for a week." She was ridiculously hot, so I was tempted, believe me. The lesson for anyone who doesn't know how to fight: you ALWAYS fight dirty. A chair or a broken bottle are much more effective weapons than fists. The other lesson: You don't fool around with married women in a state where a large percentage of men own guns. Even if that woman happens to look like a young Stevie Nicks.