This is perhaps a little too real from the rest of the thread.
I had a stepfather who had been trying to get me out of the house since I was 12. I was stubborn though and wanted to finish school. When I was 19 and had come back into town from a construction job, he in his mean drunken haze decided to burn my mail. He was quite a bit bigger and I don't think I was completely sober either but I grabbed him and did the appropriate thing and threw him out of the house. I think he slept in the garage that night. Still feel good about that.
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