If I punch someone, I expect to be punched back.
Not because of gender equality, it's because that's what I would do. Then again, it's a little different for me - if a girl hits me and I hit her back, it'll just turn into some sexy catfight where we tear each other's clothes off and maybe pull some hair.
That's what reality television tells me, anyway.
If I hit a gent and he takes a swing back, I'll just be a little crumpled mess on the floor. It's no secret, I'm a fucking waif.
The moral of this story: Don't punch people if you aren't going to knock them out with the first swing, especially when you're built like a house made of playing cards.
Actually, that wasn't the moral of this story at all. Punching anyone is bad, and I don't do it. People who hit me, though, earn a hefty amount of ire. Especially when said hit is out of the blue, and triple points if it's a guy.
Sorry, I just don't know that many other women who punch that hard.