Why am I the bad guy? I did'nt start the brawl at the church bingo. Are false teeth expensive?

It started innocently enough. We took my wife's great aunt to her weekly bingo night. First, the old ladies laughed at us for only buying 2 cards each. Then were very polite when we bought cookies and peach cobbler. The entire room smelled of tal powder and cabbage. But we managed to overcome that. Well we did notice that most women had 10-20 cards in front of them. These are the same people who cannot get their own mail, but handle bingo cards like 10 year old chinese kids embling Nike's. Anyway, about 3 games in , my wife won $25 bucks... if looks could kill, she would be dead, plus I heard many swears and curse words. ( I swear the *c* word was muttered). Well, would'nt you know , 2 games later, I hit the $50 four corner. I was scared. Upon making my way to the stage to collect, I only remember a steel cane to my kneecap. I went straight down. Then I was pummeled by oversized handbags, all rattling like a box of skittles cause they were all filled with pill bottles. But then, one old lady tried to blind me with Ben Gay and another was biting me on my elbow. Well I must have swung around a serious right hook, cause I clipped the Ben Gay woman in the ribs ( I still had 1 good eye ), and caught Mildred square on the chin. The last thing I remember was teeth tering across the floor. I managed to escape to the parking lot cause they cannot run fast. I should not have to pay for those teeth, should I? Plus , I never got the $50.