My former boss, who is a friend, came by the other day for some afternoon beverages on the Stretchengeti. He told me I was “Unmanageable”…he added…I was relentless, intense, and would “just” not let up on matters I believe to be true. He also added that I would not tell anyone what I think it is they they want to hear. He also said that I research my arguments. Then, the Juju Woman got into the game. Don’t get me wrong, we’re friends, but he expected me to cower under his management. He realized that was not going to happen, so he passed me off to someone else. That “someone else” liked to talk about women like they were a piece of meat. I absolutely detest that. I got his (someone else) ass fired, after I challenged him to a bare knuckled fist and foot fight in the parking lot. I’m not a large guy, but I would’ve kicked his ass. I might be small, but I’m fast. You can’t block what you can’t see. I “so” wanted him to take me up on my offer. He was a foot taller than me, but chose not to. Probably a good decision, because I was already thinking…nose or knee?
Well…right, wrong, or indifferent, I guess I’ll take that as a compliment.
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It’s a good thing I was not in your shoes.
I would have thought “BALLS!!” and done it.
Balls are hard to hit (solid), but if you can tag the nose, you’ll win. Most people think, “hit ‘em in the nuts”, but that is wrong. You get anyone in the nose, and they can’t see, you can escape or kill ‘em. Also, the eye works…you jab a persons eye, and they will leave you alone. I’m not talking about fair, I’m talking about seeing the sunrise the next day. Me, personally, I’ll do the nose first and knee second…but that’s just me. Fuck a bunch of swapping punches. I don’t like to fight, but I will if I have to. The key is…being fast. If some big motherfucker grabs me, I’m probably done…but he’s got to grab me first. I will never let that happen. I always stay aware. My Grandfather taught me that, and Kim Sung taught me how to do it.
I guess I have pretty good aim, then. It has never failed me
You’re my kind of friend…that’s why you have a seat at the table in my new town. On the other side, we need more whores for cash flow. I’m paying everyone who has a seat at the table very well. Sign ‘em up, we’ll pay them well as well, as well as can be expected.
Personally I consider “Unmanageable” a badge of honor. A salute of swords to you.
Thank you Sir: We really need to share a dinner and drink…and shoot the shit.
Just name the time and place. I’ll be there with my spurs and hat.
Hey, I need a job in your new town.
Resume: Good shooter, drunk, get along well with whores, fair sail crew ['cept for the spinnaker] , cook three, count’em three kinds of chow, good with a knife, my lies are so ridiculous the truth sounds like shit so opsec is easy, don’t do figgers very well, can drive a team of horses, and I’m so old that screwing is like shooting pool with a rope, so I wouldn’t be dippin’ into the profits so much.
All I require is a roof and found. and maybe a nap in the afternoon.
You’re hired as the Head Lier and Stage Coach Driver. Room and board and nap time are on the house.
Knee is for disabling so you can take your time opening your can of whoopass and enjoy yourself.
Just saying.
I know, a good shot to the side of a knee, and you have time to do whatever.
Pffflt.
That’s why I carry. Two pounds of 1911 upside the head will get your attention.
And if it goes off……twas his fault.