Kids in Iraq used to throw bricks and chunks of concrete at us all the time. We'd snatch them up and smack the shit out of them, then haul their asses home and find their dads and find out why they thought it was ok for their kids to throw bricks at us. We'd also explain to to them that within our rules of engagement it was absolutely acceptable for us to shoot and kill teenagers throwing bricks, but we hadn't done that because we weren't cunts.That was almost universally successfully in dealing with our rock throwing problem. Do you know how many of those kids we shot? Zero. Because we weren't cunts who shoot teenagers. There were 14 fully grown United States Marines in that patrol. We were, and should have been more than capable of dealing with brick throwing teenagers/children in a way that didn't involve gunshots to the face. Any professional solider of any kind worth his salt should be. Do you know who does shoot kids in the face for throwing rocks? A cunt. I'm not a cunt, and I have no respect for cunts whose only method of dealing with rowdy 3rd world teenagers is gunfire. I hope I cleared this up for you.