Hagakure
Blue Belt
Funny, I had an ex like that. It was like play fighting with that girl from Police Squad/Naked Gun? She'd throw a left, then a right, then hit you with a third punch/slap. To this day I don't know how she did it. Her kung fu was most strong.
I had a cat that used to pretend as though he wasn't fighting, then when you'd go to stroke him thinking you were both cool, he became "that" cat, the one that RIPS your hand to shreds, then he'd casually walk off as though he had better things to do. He was a great cat, sadly deceased. His name was Woppit. He was also a beautiful Burmese cat, utterly inbred and mad as toast, if he were human, he'd have been ESN, or educationally sub-normal.
Ultimately, my lesson would be, to fight dirty, hit hard, then leave, as though nothing ever happened.
