Tommy was a cop in the bronx when police used to walk alone at night, a very tough cop. One night he was surrounded by a group of Spanish guys in the four-oh.

Tommy’s way out of it was the ultimate bluff. He knew he was going to get his ass kicked, or get killed. For us, getting knocked down is getting killed.

Tommy said to the guy in charge, “You know, you guys got me.There’s no two ways about it. Maybe I can hurt somebody, but I’ll tell you what. I’m going to bite your fucking nose off your fucking face. I’m taking your nose.”

And he bluffed his way right out of it.

The guy said, “Oh, wait a minute, man. That’s OK.”