Warriors for Christ

"If you don't like it, you can get the fuck out of my fucking house!" she rejoined, and we did, although not before we ceded a small bit of our moral high ground when Suzette's switch flipped a 180 and she stood, the better to look down from her 6-foot-1 and threaten to kick Lucia's ass, which, frankly, since we were in fact in her fucking house, I didn't completely approve of, but at least Suzette had done something, unlike all the cowering men who kept whispering to us, "You do not want to argue with her. You won't win."

What do you tell a man with two black eyes?

Nothing. You told him twice already.

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