I punched the man who broke into my home – it came naturally

[IrishAyes]

7. I've got iron skillets in virtually every size ever made. I can always lay my hands on one easily

enough.

Grew up playing ball w/my brothers, and spent years in a dojo that was no dance class like so many are; so when I throw anything, I seldom miss either. I once won a contest in college by throwing wadded up paper the greatest distance behind my back into a small wastebasket. So what if we were only vying for the last piece of pizza? It was the principle that counted. I followed my defeated opponent all around the room, slurping and smacking like a pig, waving the last morsel in front of her face.

Before you decide I was being mean, she had tried to beat me to that last piece when I'd called dibs on it after only 2 pieces myself. She'd already had 3. Greedy little so and so got what she deserved, and she never tried to take anything away from me again. Later she said something snarky about it to me on another public occasion. I just made loud chewing noises and licked my fingers. She left me alone after that.