L*fe *f B*b | Violence

"Go on," Roger said, "go up there and smash his face in."
We were in the pub and Roger had spotted Ted by the bar.
"I don't know," I said, "he's bigger than me and he's a black belt in karate."
"For fuck's sake, you big pansy!" Roger said, "Go up there and belt him one, you can't let some bloke wash his cock in your wife without dishing out a bit of violence. It's good for the soul. Go on, I'll back you up."
I went over to Ted with a menacing look on my face.
"I'll be shagging your wife up the arse tonight, what will you be doing?" said Ted.
"Don't know really, Roger and I thought we'd go and see a film."
"You sad bastard," he said.
I tried to headbut him, but as I leaned back to deliver the blow, my head hit a woman standing behind me. Her boyfriend dragged me into the car park to give me a beating.
"Violence doesn't solve anything," I pleaded- but he wouldn't listen.