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Once, a man hit me. I was struck across the face. My nose bled, as well as my upper lip, which was punctured by my own teeth, from the force of that slap.

I was in my early twenties when it happened. Afterwards, I swore that no man would ever hit me again...and I had my revenge.



Thirty years later, I found myself in a local grocery store. While trying to figure out which laundry soap to buy, I saw him. Our eyes met, and he genuinely seemed terrified. He made an abrupt turn to the next aisle. It made me chuckle. He was still in a wheelchair.

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dabbler
22:29 May 12 2013

I used to spare with female kick boxers, just so I could feel truly inferior for a change.

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xxEmaeraldxx
23:36 May 12 2013

Karma.

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captainglobehead
01:15 May 13 2013

Very proud of you.

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RedQueen
17:54 May 13 2013

Apparently somebody else got tired of his shit, too...lol

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Isis101
03:17 May 14 2013

Actually, the person telling the story here IS the one who put him in that wheelchair...lol

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