An 83 year old Granny fought back when a young man tried to steal her purse. She squirted gasoline on him from the gas pump she was holding.
From the article:
"My son said, 'Why didn't you just give (the purse) up?'" Garcia said. "'Hell no,' I told him. That was my purse. I was fighting for what was mine."
One question I have is how did such a clear-headed, spunky woman raise such a milque-toast of a son?
I think I have a greater kinship with her than he does. My kind of gal!