I'm glad I haven't faced this dilemma, as police at every level, including the FBI, Interpol, and the Hazzard County Sheriff's Department, have warned me that every part of my body, even the squishy internal parts, are considered deadly weapons, and so if in a confrontation I can't prove there's a threat of grievous bodily harm or death to myself, I'll face "super-duper ultra-felony charges" after any such encounter.
The bad part is that they also told me that I'm such a killing machine that they can't think of a scenario in which, with my skill set, I could face the threat of grievous bodily harm or death. (My lawyer had a long talk with all of the crime orgs a while back.)
Sherbros, it looks like I'll never get to fill a room of any size with uppercuts, nor touch anyone with the jab, no matter the provocation. Life is so unfair. Thank goodness I have all my money and my 11/10 girlfriend(s) for comfort.