It was brought up to me at a bar this past weekend, that a certain individual thought he could kick my ass. Well bars being what they are and drunks talking like they usually do I let it slide. I was there to listen to some music. I was cordial and didnt bring up the time I chased that silly shit from my yard, because I was listening to music. It was Friday night, not Saturday night so I guess the rule is Saturday nights alright for fighting. (arent you proud of me I didnt feel the testosterone driven need to...fight). Sunday roles around and another dumb ass got in my face and threatened to kick my ass like he did the last time! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhaha! Was I in a freaking coma. I dont remember a first time let alone a last time. Be that as it may. I have held my cool long enough and if anyone wants to do this to me again; please bring it and let me call some friends of mine who have really cool recorders so we can all enjoy the festivities! Im really tired of all the boisterous shenanigans brought on by numnuts who think they are drunk because a bar tender slapped em in the face with a bar towel or the others whose testosterone is running rampant through their numnuts brains makes them feel like a man. I havent knocked anyone silly in a long time because Im afraid. Afraid Ill kill you. Im not afraid anymore. This has been a PSA. I return you to your regularly scheduled programing.
Posted on: Mon, 21 Oct 2013 23:17:17 +0000
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