View attachment 959731 My misspent youth has been highly exaggerated. Leaning into an occasional left hook and winding up partly vegetated.Occasionally shut down by being sedated,just for repairs, some technologically out dated.But then So am I,with blackened eye still warm,your two buck steak would cool it, like I shoulda my coulda, know what I mean ,my brotda?
Being of unusally small stature as a a child, and the victim of such, I studied martial arts in an attempt to protect myself.
One day, the biggest school bully chose me as a target of his aggression and to prove dominance.
That day, the bully went down.
I caused a broken nose requiring hospital treatment.
The "proposal" was that I was to be suspended.
But, due to witness accounts, I was determined to be justified.
What a sweet term, "Justified."
The bully's name I don't recall, but the results will be with my memories forever....
My Dad was so pleased, my Mom, not so much...
That day showed me that many options are available.
Who approves, who disagrees is always to be shown.
And Choices are to be made.
Turn the other cheek or bust open a cheek.
Such choices....
That was my youth.
Today, I'm an adult.
Wanna talk about this disagreement?
Sometimes it works, other times you have to kick some a$$.
Scott
