I hate cheaters (a bit long)

[dachord]

This past weekend I attended a regularly run home game. The deal was passed from player to player until the host busted out (because he's a really donk player). He decided that he would deal for the remainder of the night. I had no problem with that (at first). He started dealing a bit unusual; after dealing the flop, he would look at the turn and river card before putting them face down on the table (while there was still betting on the flop). After each respective round of betting, he would then turn the appropriate card up. He would also look at my hole cards (I was sitting beside him). It took me a few hands to figure out that he was 'signalling' one of the other players. I folded the next hands and watched carefully just to make sure that I wasn't being paranoid and confirmed that he was in fact cheating. I was a little ahead in the money and started to just cash out, leave, and never go back. But I just couldn't resist calling him out before leaving. I folded a hand and watched as he once again signalled his partner. There were 2 other players in the hand. I commented, "The turn or the river is an ace." They looked up me questioningly. "That's what Jack (host) just signalled to that mother****** over there. Jack demanded to know if I was accusing him of cheating. I replied that I was and to prove it I bet him that there was indeed an ace. The argument and name calling then started, but he refused to bet me. Sure enough, the river card was an ace. Jack continued his tirade and ordered me to leave his house. I replied something to the effect of I could not wait to leave the house of a cheater and he needed to cash me out. He refused to cash in my chips, one thing led to another, and he ended up severely bruising my knuckles with his face. This happened just this past weekend. I'm sure that it's not over, but I'll handle it. I hate cheaters.