Looks can be deceiving!

I had a girlfriend who respected the informal culture. She dyed her hair black, always walked in a slash and persistently pumped muscles. In those days, we were 18 years old, and we were high from the oblique glances of passers-by, who were slightly afraid of our appearance.

Once to work she had to come some very strict check, so the boss categorically forbade her to appear in the usual role. My beloved had a little fight, but still found a decent suit in her wardrobe. Without skin and intimidating makeup, she looked like a fragile and harmless creature.

After a working day, she enters her entrance and, not having time to understand what is wrong, receives a strong blow to the head with some iron object. I had already suspected that her head was cast iron. She turns around and sees a grown man with a mount.

After 20 minutes, the police came to the scene and found the following picture: a miniature girl sitting on horseback on a healthy man tied with some shoelaces. As eyewitnesses later told, she, weightily smoking a cigarette, playfully tapping the mount right in front of the nose of the bandit.

Bottom line: my girlfriend has a few scratches and a slight concussion, the bandit has a broken nose and four ribs.

via factroom.ru