Chopstickity pick-pock

Well, I had been in Kunming for less than an hour and already was a target by a pickpocket! Standing next to me at the vege and rice stall, I caught him fiddling in my wallet-pocket with his chopsticks!
I landed a great punch to his face, causing him to fall on his tailbone, then with my knee on his chest I caught his chopsticks, snapped them and threw them in his face, roaring that if he ever tried it again I'd shove them up his nose and into his brain... hauling him to his feet I sent him on his way with a hefty kick to his spine and a hairful of hot noodles....!!!
...well in my mind afterward I did that. In reality I was so surprised (and dare I say impressed) with his sly use of chopsticks, that all he got was a mild push and a couple of reactionary words. I always love the sheepish 'what?' look that these guys give (I've seen it in Paris, and in Lhasa) even as they walk away, guiltily found out.