I never got much into the whole 'bar fight' scene.
Perhaps that is because I'm a ninny little girl.
But, also, it is because of my low regard for about 78% of earf's population.
Bar fights always start out with one guy making some wise-ass remark to another guy. It might be a crack about the other guy's haircut, or his girlfriend, or because he is a ninny little girl.
I don't really understand being offended by people you don't respect. If a guy in an Affliction shirt calls me a 'pansy', it is hard for me care enough about his opinion to get riled up. I wouldn't ask for that guy's opinion on anything else in the world, so why would I care about his opinion of me?
Besides, I just planted a bunch of pansies in my cutting garden and they look FAAABULOUS!
If people are going to insult me, I at least want it to be an educated opinion. Don't just call me an asshole as you walk by to get a reaction - that is too easy.
Take me out to dinner, get to know me - ask me about my favorite color and what celebrity I would like to be stuck with on a deserted island (hint: Christina Hendricks).
That way, you can form a great insult that really cuts deep and hurts.
Just don't mention my pansies.