Escalating Violence at a Fantasy Bar Fight

A man at the bar insults my date. I insult his mother.
He hurls a drink; I throw a punch;
He breaks a bottle; I pull a knife;
He draws a pistol; I pump a shotgun;
He shoulders a rocket launcher; I call an airstrike;
He drops a nuke; I destroy the Earth.
Floating in space, my date looks impressed. She kisses my cheek.

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