Originally Posted by
Youk Of The Nation
You don't necessarily have to be with another guy to settle your lover's spat with a fistfight, trust me. I remember more than one disagreement about which restaurant to have dinner at being settled by which of us drew blood first.
That reminds me of a hilarious story. I don't know how many of you know this (Shaft, I assume you do, being English), but it's actually difficult and bordering on impossible to actually break a champagne or wine bottle over someone's head, even while empty. When full, forget it. We did not know this, being younger and dumber and getting all of our knowledge of beverage-container tensile strength from movies and television. Anyways, we were arguing about going out to a movie, I don't recall what each of us wanted to see, but Ami finally said "If we don't leave now to see (insert terrible movie here), I'm going to shatter this over your head" and picked up a bottle of sparkling cider. I, of course, am not in the least bit intimidated, so I insist on going to see (insert slightly-less-terrible movie here). She swings her arm alllll the way back and then clocks me as hard as she possibly can on the head with the bottle. That was the last thing I remembered before waking up about ten hours later in the hospital. The doctors said I was incredibly lucky not to have permanent brain or skull damage. As it was, I had a concussion, a skull fracture, and a nice welt that wouldn't go away and turned out to be fluid buildup that could have caused more damage if it hadn't been caught and drained early. Due to the nature of head injuries, we had always agreed to avoid severe blows to the sides, top, and back of the head, just in case. We both just sort of assumed the bottle would shatter and do nothing but cut me a little. Wooooow were we mistaken.
Annnnnyways, yes, the point of this unnecessarily long story is that violence doesn't actually solve arguments. If I say 2 plus 2 is 4, and you say it is 5, and then you knock out all of my teeth, you may have beaten the shit out of me, but you're still wrong. It doesn't make you right, it just makes you stronger.