I step in front of him, put my hand out crossing-guard style and say in my firmest, calmest voice "Stop! My daughter DOES NOT need to see that. It is cruel and inappropriate. Go set him free." He didn't say a word, but took him over to the other side and tossed him into the trees (or quite honestly, may have thrown him into the water's edge from there, but I am hoping not) and high-tailed it out of there. I tried to catch his name but he did an amazing job of hiding his nametag from me. My DH scooted me out of there before Donald won and I chased him down and threw HIM overboard.