Sometimes you just have to close your eyes, count to ten, take a deep breath, remind yourself that you wouldn't look good in prison stripes and just smile at that dumbass and walk away. Well, not just sometimes.
I'd fight a bear for you. Not a grizzly. Or a brown bear. Or a panda. But maybe like a Care Bear? I'd fight one of those sonsabitches for you. That's fine, as long as Cal Bears count too, as not to be messed with =]