Going outside to play became a challenge because Jim was usually around with his romantic proposition: "Wanna f***?" My answer was always: "Eeeew. That's nasty!", and then I would run off.
One day I went outside and Jim was with a group of his male friends. The boys had discovered a poor snake and had grabbed it by the tale, taking turns twirling the poor thing in the air like a lasso. When I saw the boys I stood watching them spin the snake and then told them to stop being mean to a poor animal. Jim, who was the current snake spinner, turned to me: "Let's go f*** and then I'll leave the snake alone." Jim's buddies all laughed. I gave my automatic answer: "Eeeew, that's nasty!" and started to leave, but before I could get very far, Jim threw the snake towards me. The snake landed at my feet. I screamed and ran off, but I could hear Jim and his friends laughing in the background as I ran away.