I’ve been giving this an excruciating amount of thought over the past few days, and what I’ve come up with is this:
if I thought I could take him, I’d say, "C’mmon, dude; let’s get it on right here in your pathetic listening room, and after I beat the dog crap out of you then I am systematically going to destroy your miserable gear, piece by sorry-ass piece."
If I didn’t think I could take him in a fair fight, I’d act like nothing was wrong, but when his guard was down I’d head butt him in the bridge of his nose. Since I know he’d be angry and I also know I probably couldn’t take him once he shakes off the initial pain and surprise, I would not stick around. On my way out the door I’d stop and scream at him, "That will teach you to waste my time listening to your sub standard system!" If he had a gravel driveway, I’d be sure to spin my tires as hard as I could to throw rocks at his house.
Just my two cents.