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or whatever, I could see you intervening. But by you intervening, it didn't do a whole lot of good. Seeing his eyes get the size of silver dollars when I threw him against the wall and tried to make sure he has a little more respect. Because I said, you're not gonna disrespect your mom or me in this household. I said, if I wanted to hurt him, I could have hurt him. That wasn't the goal here. The goal here was to let him realize that he's not gonna get away with this crap. So, and for years after that, she commented about how I almost killed him and I'm going, oh my God woman. Just cause I, it looked like it worse than what it was. I wasn't squeezing his neck or anything. It wasn't like I choking the daylights out of him. Let me buy a second.