PARENT - little timmy has been doing karate lessons in the shopping centre after school since his 8th birthday last month. hes already a brown and a half belt.
ME - oh thats nice. (MENTAL NOTE: MUST TAP BROWN BELT ONCE IN LIFETIME) i uhhh guess it must be really good for his confidence...
PARENT - yeh. that and knowing he can defend himself against grown men makes me feel more secure... anyway, they'll be home from school any minute now, then we can leave.
ME - sure...
PARENT - so. didnt you say you did some kung fu? what belt are you now?
ME - actually its bjj, and im still a white belt.
PARENT - oh.. thats a shame...
ME - well actually, in bjj-*DING DONG*
PARENT - oh thats timmy, ill just open the door.
ME - (internal FFUUUUUUUUU. fully concealed) oh hi you must be timmy. i heard youre a little warrior. what have you been learning in karate lately.
TIMMY - to kill someone by stomping on their face.
ME - well i hope you didnt kill all your training partners testing it. wanna try it on me?
TIMMY - OKAY!
PARENT - now now timmy calm down. remember what sifu miyagi said about fighting outside the dojo. uncle amiro does kung fu too you know, but hes only a white belt.
TIMMY - lol
PARENT - ok im going to get changed now and then we're going. timmy why dont you play xbox for a bit until we are ready. (leaves)
ME - so...... do you think you could stomp on my face and kill me?
TIMMY - yeh. id only do it to a burglar though.
ME - yeh thought so. youre just a chatter, bruv.
TIMMY - what?
ME - you had to act like youre some big man in front of your mum. id kick the shit out of you, you little rat.
TIMMY - MUUUUUUUM
ME - (closes door) you know, we've got a little saying back home. if youre coming on: COME ON!
TIMMY *attacks me with bitch ass kiddy punches*
ME *sprawls on him like a hairy avalanche*
TIMMY *slams his face into the ground, starts crying*
ME *goes to take his back, but hes so small i cant get my freakin hooks in*
TIMMY *squirms out and starts stomping on my face*
PARENT - ok im ready- OMG TIMMY NOOOO *runs in breaks it up*
TIMMY - *runs away*
PARENT - im SOOOOOO sorry. are you ok? hes never done something like that unprovoked before.
ME - WHAT DO I LOOK LIKE KEN SHAMROCK? I WASNT OUT! THIS AINT BOXING, GIVE ME A STANDING 10 COUNT! I WASNT EVEN OUT!