‘Look, bitch…’

These two words will guarantee a great chick fight. Girls can do and say almost anything in the heat of the moment and nothing ever comes from it. I’ve seen girls throw drinks at each other. Nothing. I’ve seen a girl tell another she’s been sleeping with her boyfriend. Nothing. What I’m trying to say is, grown women just don’t going around fighting everyone. But when a girl looks another straight in the eyes and begins a sentence with, “Look, bitch…”, everyone there knows a fight will soon commence. Their eyebrows scrunch, their finger gets to pointing, and everyone around them gets real quiet. It’s like a signal, a bell ringing if you will, that this is not going to be an ordinary argument. This won’t be some excuse to release some pent up aggression or give some drunken confessional. This will be a hair-pulling, eye-gouging, cunt-punching, grand ol’ time. And really, that’s why we’re all standing there to begin with. It’s all about the cunt-punching. It’s pretty much the same with men also. Except we have to add a little something to it (and there’s no cunt-punching). The crowd knows when they hear a comment beginning with, “Look, you little bitch…”, there’s gonna be some blood. Motherfucker won’t do, asshole won’t either, but shit will go down when you call a grown man a little bitch. Its like some kind of subconscious trigger that brings us back to the time when our dad commented on our throwing ability or when we cried in front of our girlfriend (not that I’ve ever done that). Whatever the case is, someone’s gotta go. There has to be an Alpha Male at the end of all of this. Dammit, I’m not a little bitch!