The insult “You fight like a girl!” would never work
on Peter Quill, because first thing he would think of his Mum and Gamora and
Mantis and remember all those strong women he got to meet and be like “Thanks!” before he proceeds to kick the
idiot’s ass, anyway.
ideal situation: me, five years from now, on testosterone and lookin like the fine young man I am, graduated and excelling at my job w lots of friends, rocking a blue uniform, under great command, I’m in space, I’m in starfleet, spock is there