Sanity
Posts: 22039
Joined: 6/14/2006 From: Nampa, Idaho USA Status: offline
|
I've been known to be cool under pressure, and there are stories going around about me in certain circles... One of them is this one. My sister called on me once to have a chat with her husband, because he was being awfully stupid about some certain things. I was 22, fresh out of the military, and I felt pretty tough - the only problem was, they were in Iowa and I was in Idaho without a car. So, no problem, right? I just hitchhiked from Boise, Idaho to Davenport, Iowa in really good time. I showed up at their door and surprised the shit right out of that guy. Here, he thought he had her isolated away from all of her family and that he could be a pure jerk to her and her kids... I just made a presence that first day, didn't say anything, just kind of hung out. That night though, he and I had a quiet talk, during which he casually pulled out a .357 pistol, and said that if anyone ever gave him any shit about anything he would be more than happy to use it. I lookewd him right in the eyes told him that death would be an adventure, I wouldn't mind seeing what's on the other side, and that I would happily shove something like that up someones' ass sideways if they ever pulled one on me without using it. He turned white as a ghost, and then he put it away. That must not have been the response he had expected. I stayed there for over a month, and when I left (by thumb again) I told her and him both that I could be there again in little more than 24 hours if I was needed. The two of them got along great after that. There are other stories similar to that one about me going around here and there, and I used to be hell on wheels when I was younger too. I just didn't give a shit...
_____________________________
Inside Every Liberal Is A Totalitarian Screaming To Get Out
|