On my way home last night

I was in a taxi last night and was chatting to the driver when he told me that he likes to shoot animals for a hobby. I said did he feel any remorse for shooting these animals. He said that these animals needed to be culled as they were pests and that he was doing a good job. I asked him how he would feel if we decided to take shots at him because the streets were too busy on a saturday afternoon at which point he reacted by stopping the cab and asked me to get out. I refused and said I am paying him to do a job. He started to threatening me and we ended up having a punch up. Luckily I inherited my fathers huge farmers hands and very good right hook and clocked him once across the cheek he fell to the ground then apologised and
drove me home. My hands a bit sore today.

Miles