Tonight I realized I really do have multiple personalities. I walk out of a store and a guy is sitting in a car staring me down like he discovered I spit on his girlfriends lunch or something.
Badass Me says I should go over, not say a word and smack the living shit out of him before he realizes I am even there.
Funny Guy Me says I should walk over, laugh in his face and tell him he's a silly looking white guy and couldn't look mean and tough if his life counted on it, pat him on the top of the head and say "Nice try Son" and walk away laughing the whole time.
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