A fight that stretched too much!

Am back! I had the time of my life in the past 4 days. Hey! you all know this guy I write about all d time. Yeah well, this guy is my husband now. Its funny I know. .................long pause(u guys can laugh). So anyways, the going isnt all dat great. He's gone back to name calling. It was a fight. A very funny fight at dat. He likes to scream. I know dat. Always did. But this time I listened carefully to wat he was saying and it really was funny. And his face! lol. Animation at its best. Lord! I sometimes think it frustrates the guy just to see me staring at his facial muscles twist and turn instead of cowering at the sight of a huge guy with folded fists. LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL. He definitely is stronger. And dat makes everything even more funny. Alrite, let me give u a brief picture of wat really happened. So we have a fight. Dont really know wat it was about after the first 5 minutes. But he is a very abusive guy. So he starts with "fucking moron, its my fucking house, your fucking parents, my fucking peace, don fucking talk......etc....". His parents are in the house. My younger brother too. Now he's worked himself up into a frenzy. He breaks my phone in 2 pieces. Dat really hurt cos I liked my lil phone. While all this is happening inside our bedroom his parents are really worried and are eagerly waiting outside. He ends his sentence with "Get the fuck out of my house". So I pack my bags. But he is still screaming. When I scream I mean scream. Like when somebody is hurting physically. He also has a tight grip of my left arm. It started to hurt but then there was so much happening that it was difficult to feel the pain. His parents have a grip of my right hand but not so tight. His parents are pulling me behind. He was pulling me inside. So my body was pretty much twisted like I was practising yoga postures with their help. He is still screaming. He was saying "Why the fuck are u still here? Why the fuck are you still here? Repeat 20 times." All this time pulling my arm. His parents were telling me " stop talking. stop talking. stop screaming. reapeat 30 times." All this while stretching my right hand all the way inside the room. And my brother was saying " You go. You go. repeat 10 times." Funny thing is, I wasnt talking. But his parents thought I was and they were asking me to stop talking. So the whole scene did make it seem like it was a big fight when infact it was only commotion. And because I like to annoy people, I was watching all their faces and it made me laugh. But while trying to control my outburst, I ended up sounding really flat when I said " I am not saying anything". More screaming and more hand pulling. It was ofcourse over in a few minutes. But I definitely felt like my arms were longer. It still feels like that. And in my mind I was thinking, the next time I would ask them all to hold my legs. It would be very very funny. But I am sure I could use some stretching. All said and done, the fight continued for the next 4 days. But during the heat of things, I could not tell them to hold my leg instead. And all 4 days, I ended up getting my hands stretched over and over again!