Another story is we were in a store called woolworths me my brother my aunt and my mother. We went to the diningware section to buy glasses .. I was in 2nd grade my brother was 3 years younger than me. A lot of the shyt would be broken inside the packages so my mom and aunt opened the package to make sure the glasses were intact. Before that even happened some crackhead bytch that worked in there was following us. She ran up on us when my mom was checking the glasses, even though were going to purchase the item. They started arguing and next thing I know she's grabbing my aunt by the hair. My aunt is yelling "let go of me woman" with her haitian accent. My mom starts separating them my brother is like "mommy mommy" and goes to try to "help". The crackhead bytch knocks him to the ground. My mom gives her a 3 piece after that.... then the bytch grabs my mom so my mom grabbed a huuuuge pickle jar from one of the shelves and smashes the bytch on the head.... the bytch collapses... blood, pickles, glass, and pickle juice everywhere. shyt looked like a murder scene. She did not get back up.... police came... ambulance came they came and got her and I believe she got arrested.