Some years ago I would touch people. Like, reach out an index finger, and touch their shoulder, or arm
Some times I touched their things
They are remarkably confused by this
Glad it wasn't me man. I might reflexitively have bitten off one of your fingers, or broke your nose or something.
I'm not an idiot, I would be very, very aware of who I touched my finger on
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There's a lot of people I would never provoke
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Twice I've been the 1st dude to bail, after my moron aquaintances have managed to provoke someone capable of kicking all their asses. I'm not getting involved
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One time was a party, they had JUST managed to puff up my half a gram of weed without even sharing back at me, too busy licking up to each others w socialism and art talk. Obviously, I was hating everyone.
Suddenly the party is paused by this bald, bulky Hells Angels dude, with a baseball bat in his hand. He tells us party is over.
I am up, and out, there and then, "Yessir, if you say so!" like a wind! Even smiling!
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Such a delicious little thing to land on this dreadful little party...
But yeah
Behind me, as I woosh out the door, I can hear them "What right do you have, to barge in here and - !"
ONE other guy left right behind me, also considering himself in no mood to get all ideological with the Hells Angels...