Hey Ray. . . . . I'm a 75 year old geezer. You have the patience of Job. After sitting at the bar and having this blow hard wind bag blow his foul breath into my face for more than 2 minutes would have caused me to make him a "knockout game" victim. After his a$$ hit the floor, I would have asked the bartender for my bill and calmly walked outa the bar. The trouble with many smart mouth libs, they never had a good a$$ whippin.