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I punched out with my girlfriend's father at Christmas... Exactly dear friends, it was the biggest bullshit that could have happened to me, actually. But I know it's funny to laugh at other people's misfortunes, I'll give them that joy If you don't want to read it's time to leave is now ok? let's go Summary so far - I've been dating her for 8 months, in that time I went to her house about 10 times max, always spending less than half an hour. The reason = the father \*\*\*\*\* But when I say \*\*\*\*\*, it's really \*\*\*\*\*, the guy always snubbed me, the times we crossed the crazy man made sure to make me feel like a \*, humiliate and gloat. Besides the fact that I fuck his daughter, the other reason he hates me is that classic class difference. I'm not poor, but my work is not there these things and they come from a rich family, generations and generations of engineers and such, rivers of money. Hence beauty. The crazy person thinking that I'm there because of the money is already a stupid reason, considering that the daughter is beautiful, and if she wasn't rich I would look the same way, but \*, IT'S 8 MONTHS, it costs the crazy person to raise the white flag and be at peace? So, my family went to travel to some relatives' house... I work, I couldn't go. When you date, and your girlfriend doesn't like your friends, you inevitably drift away from guys. It's the famous "either them or me". Without family, apart from friends, he had no alternative but to stay with her for Christmas. I hated the idea, of course, but she insisted, said it was okay and that everything would be fine, Ô. THE CRAP- Let's skip to supper, you can already imagine that the good man in-law, besides not looking me in the face, made a point of sending hints, in order to humiliate this fucker who speaks to you, with a series of events. First event: The maid serving everyone, it came in my turn, he INTERRUPT the woman, told her to leave the business on the table there that I knew how to serve myself, that I was used to self-service. Just imagine my garbage face. My girlfriend gave me a look of sadness and served me, I thought of other things, I tried to let it go. Second event: My phone rang, my mother wanted to give a merry Christmas, I went to answer it in innocence, he punched the table, -DON'T YOU KNOW THAT THIS IS LACK OF EDUCATION, didn't you? "TRUCKER". This mother of mine overheard, I got up from the table and went to talk to her. At this point, you can already imagine how pissed off I was, screw the supper, screw everything, I wasn't even hungry anymore. My girlfriend went undercover, asked who it was, I said quietly that it was my mother. So the fdp HAD to make a joke with my mother right guys, When he heard, he made the comment, this time straight to me: -And your mother's boss lets her call her cell phone? it's a lot of slack, loose maid like that with me only fucks. I couldn't do it anymore, I'd feel like CRAP for the rest of my life if I didn't break the fdp's teeth right there. Okay, it would end the relationship, it would end the family's Christmas, but offend someone who isn't there for defend yourself, be a reason to be cute to that rubbish person. I played the damn thing, I don't remember the exact words because I was very nervous, it was more or less like this: -LISTEN HERE Ô YOUR MOUNT OF DUCKS, YOU WANT TO TAKE IT WITH MY FACE FOR 8 MONTHS IS A GOOD REASON FOR YOU BREAK, NOW OFFEND MY MOTHER WITHOUT MORE OR LESS. then he shouted: - SPEAK DOWN, YOU FAVELADO and threw the glass at me, hit my arm. Imagine the chaos that was on this table, girlfriend trying to hold me, wife pulling him, her autistic sister crying, I in that hate was already willing to kill him there msm. He came, coming around the table like a bull to catch me, me steady facing him, as he came I saw the large dining room window in the background I saw what appeared to be a small unmanned aircraft passing fast, right behind a kind of metallic exoskeleton armed with a machine gun, suddenly a deafening bang followed by a flash. It was the beginning of the machine age.