Fuck You, I'm a Robot

I once got into a long, convoluted discussion about how it was or was not fair for women because all their stuff's on the inside. What're you gonna do, some kind of cycloptic mutant between the Three Stooges' eye-poke and the first-and-pinky pseudo-Satanic symbol to the lower regions of a lady's abdomen, in terms of fighting back when you get kicked in the nads?