Sutle, but yet gets the point across I always tell the police that the little leprichaun behind the big rock in the backyard made me do it.
Mike, I had the same thing happen, some "home boy" didn't like how I looked at him while sitting at a stoplight, so he threw a cassette at my car trying to be all badass. I don't put up with crap like that nomatter what the situation. So, a split second after that, I picked up the first heavy thing I could see within my reach which happened to be 2 D batteries and whipped them at his car leaving nice golf ball size dents in his ghetomobile. I was hoping the dick would get out, but him and his homies drove off waving gang sings and swearing. Boy, they sure showed me how tough they were ...morons
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