I blame my mother, of course. She never beat me.
In fact, I can think of maybe two times in my life where I got a whap in the back of my head when I got completely stupid and out of control. Other than that no one cared enough to beat me to a pulp and teach me some manners.
Well, except when I was 16. This kid I bullied when we were little, came back all muscle bound, and shit.
“Hey, remember me?”