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Originally Posted by Rye GB 
I was attacked for no apparent reason in New York's Penn Station a few years ago whilst running for a train by a very well dressed older lady. As I was descending the stairs I felt a few punches in my back and turned to see this lady pointing a finger and cursing away in gibberish, except for the intermittent "fuck'n" which was loud and clear. So I threw my Tall Starbucks brew at her (Very ungentlemanly, I just reacted out of anger and the surreal moment unfolding of getting battered in front of all the commuters staring at the spectacle) and got on the train.
Does that count?
Does that count?
Some people just really don't like your fits.
I exchanged a few punches with some punks who jumped me walking home from college one day. That's the only post junior high fisticuffs I can recall, aside from shoving match-type altercations on the ballfield.
