The Hasiya Argument

[greenwoods]

My wife is strong, like bull. Her technique would definitely put me out for good.



Andy

Andy ,Dude, she killed a rattler with a shovel!!!
You'd better behave

Mark

also, My Holly might be fun sized(short) but she's Judo flipped me in a demonstration! My tailbone still hurts 15 years later
She chops, using her 12" AK, as well as I do, using my 17 3/4" WWII:thumbup:

Thanks for the valuable wisdom, Yangdu, you have armed my Ladies well over the years:thumbup:

 

[Bladite]

i had a sister-in-law back home in cullman who was roughed up by her partner when he got drunk. she waited till he went to sleep and fractured his skull with a cast iron skillet (the skillet was unharmed, thankfully). he was in the hospital for a goodly while. when he came out of the coma, she told him 'just remember, you're bigger but you gotta sleep sometime' - he never hit her again.

he did go out and get drunk tho. she decided to lay down the law. next time it happened she told him he'd best never do it again. he said as he lay in bed 'and what you gonna do about it?'. she put two rounds from her S&W into the headboard either side of his ears - took him two years before he went out drinkin.

sadly his kidneys failed, he needed dialysis 3 times a week. their insurance bought them a machine and had her trained to put him on the machine to filter his blood. she reminded him how fast he would bleed out of she disconnected the return tube, and how slowly he'd die in agony if she didn't scrupulously disinfect the device. he became a model husband. an thus endith the tale.

wimmin may be smaller, but god made up for it by making them meaner.

p.s. - i also remember an argument i had with my shortly to be ex-wife which showed me graphically why they put guards on combat knives and why csi always looks for the perps blood as well as the victims in a stabbing.

she tried to stab me with a steak knife and missed as i was trying to get the heck outta the kitchen. so instead she hit the wall and her hand slid down the grip onto the blade. she was a lot nicer as i drove her to the hospital. (20 stitches). i still have the steak knife. it's one of my favourites.

sounds like you got out of it mostly intact, and your sister in law's partner should get out too, but he's not smart enough yet sooner or later she's going to snap


Bladite

 

[kronckew]

sounds like you got out of it mostly intact, and your sister in law's partner should get out too, but he's not smart enough yet sooner or later she's going to snap


Bladite

reasonably intact anyways, my bank account suffered a bit tho. worst part was when she wanted to leave. we were in saudi at the time and she went to get her and my son's passports. couldn't get my son's. saudi govt. had it. took a few weeks to find (and calling in a few favours) that the secret police had it, seems someone had seen him walking past some stars of david someone had painted on a wall. he got blamed, after a further two months i finally got to meet the local secret police colonel, sat down to tea and after about a hour signed a paper saying i'd be responsible for his behaviour and i got the passport. seems they'd found that two saudi arab kids had done the stars... those 3 mo. were not fun. wife and son left the next day. son came back for a visit the next summer w/o any problems, and came to live with me in the UK till he was 18.

that one back home with the bad kidneys finally departed this world due to other health problems. good thing too, i and a couple of nephews seriously considered helping him depart earlier for other things he'd done to the family; there are some deep lakes in no. alabama with lots of snags. theres a county next to ours where the police don't investigate domestics very much. few years before i left they found a nekked man and a nekked woman who had committed suicide, the woman had shot herself twice with a 12 ga. the man had shot himself in the back with it a couple of times too. the woman's husband had come home and found them like that. they'd of course used his shotgun which distressed him immensely as he had to clean it after the police left. the coroner ruled it suicide, less problems that way. anyways, we figured we'd leave him for my sister-in-law to straighten out, departing him ourselves was not as much punishment as he'd get at home. she was no saint either. she was just as likely to drink as he was, she just preferred he did his drinkin with her instead of some floozy outside. i suspect she was not as surprised at his departure as she let on. she was a mean drunk. meaner than he was. she was the local moonshiner.