Talk:Hellhound/@comment-26948101-20160321011903/@comment-71.85.100.139-20160321030445

I hold back my own rage and our daughters as I let him handle these goons on his own.

"He's no bitch-boy." I taunt back with an almost evil grin and wink.

My husband proceeds to beat them to a pulp, pays his tab, and walks back to the quivering husks he left on the floor. He kicks one in the side and says, "Took a chick the gods couldn't handle to tame me you limp dicked douche spitoon!" He then walks to our daughters and I picking up our bags as we turn to go home. I smile with Pride.