I've been told I can get a little feisty. And I fight flat-out dirty. I'm small and arthritic, so I've got to strike quickly and efficiently.
So I bite.
Not strangers or whatever, just friends and the Dude, whenever we get to wrestling. (Actual wrestling--get your mind out of the gutter.)
The Dude commented on this penchant of mine last week.
"Yeah," I said, laughing. "Remember that time I missed and accidentally bit your nipple?"
"Uh, that wasn't me..."
Whose nipple did I bite?!