I flipped out on my mom the other morning. She came into my room and started b******* about how much of a mess it was and how I can never get anything done. I sat there and took it for a minute or two before I just stood up and told her that she better get the f*** out of my room or I'd punch her in her f****** mouth. She stood there gaping at me for a second before stuttering that I better not do that or I'd be, uh, beat up the-the worst I'd ever been hurt. I just laughed in her face. She avioded me the rest of the day and hasn't bitched at me since.