by Xena » Mon May 21, 2012 5:31 pm
I wasn't on top, LBL. Like I said, I wanted her Little Doodz to think she'd whupped me to distract them from any thoughts of stealing my luggage. I had grabbed her by the hair and dropped. We were kind of side-by-side when I smashed her head. I had the advantage bc I know how to fall on concrete without injuring myself. And I had that 30 lbs of luggage to fall on. Dummy had road rash all up her bootyshort clad self, just to add insult. (WTF?!? Fighting in bootyshorts! How stupid can a little girl be?)
I also wanted to know if they had any buddies hiding in the shadows. That crowd of people on their porches was disturbingly large. I know my limit. I could have taken out Cupcake and Little Man no problem. The three of them, probably, but my face might have got a little messed up. A fourth and/or fifth? Nope. But people are inherently lazy. If I look like I'm losing, their buddies will stay back, or come closer to watch. If I look like I'm winning, they'll jump in. A third young guy actually did come around the corner and walk past me with a scowl while they were leaving. I wasn't sure if he knew them, or was just some guy who didn't want to wake up to my squawking.
Another reason I didn't jump on top of her was bc I was trying to avoid her spine. I wanted to make her ugly and bald, not cripple her. Her mommy would have been more likely to call the police if I'd done that. I hadn't even been planning to gouge her eyes until she tried to hit me again after I went easy on her.
We were fighting in the middle of the road, too. (Another WTF moment. The child must have been high to jump on me there.) I guess somewhere in using her head as leverage to drag myself and my stupid luggage back up so I wouldn't get run over, I must have loosened my hold on her.
"Don't argue with crazy people. You'll look like you're the one who's crazy." -Mom