Stupid fucks.

[MorganGrayson]

Originally Posted by VooMan

This conversation reminds me of a funny story from when my father was in college...

Dad's roommate was one of those 5' 5" 120 pound type guys, and yes, his name was Dexter. He and my dad were in their dorm room studying, and a couple of football players were getting rowdy in the hallway, so Dexter went to ask them to quiet down. Big dude starts in with Dexter, and all my father hears is:

AAAAAHHHHHHHH... BOOM!

AAAAAHHHHHHHH... BOOM!

My father figures his roommate must be dead, and in walks Dexter saying "they'll never learn..." Apparently, Dexter had studied martial arts in Japan prior to attending college.

Those days are over though, and it's always better to walk away. Good move Anthony.

Hi, VooMan!

As wonderful as stories about little guys named Dexter who kick football ass are...it's still better to walk away. For every "Dexter" story, there's countless more stories like the one about my brother, who will have to seriously watch his weight and his blood pressure for the rest of his life due to those tied off things in his neck. And considering he had his throat slashed, he got off lucky.

[VooMan]

Originally Posted by MorganGrayson

Hi, VooMan!

As wonderful as stories about little guys named Dexter who kick football ass are...it's still better to walk away. For every "Dexter" story, there's countless more stories like the one about my brother, who will have to seriously watch his weight and his blood pressure for the rest of his life due to those tied off things in his neck. And considering he had his throat slashed, he got off lucky.

Hi Morgan.

I agree wholeheartedly with what you said. My dad's story happened back in the late 50's, and things were just a little different back then. Sorry to hear about your brother, that's awful.

[MorganGrayson]

Originally Posted by VooMan

Hi Morgan.

I agree wholeheartedly with what you said. My dad's story happened back in the late 50's, and things were just a little different back then. Sorry to hear about your brother, that's awful.

I can still hear my sister's voice on the phone, all these years later. She opened with "first, he's going to be all right." I assumed she was talking about my father, because a call that starts with a shaking voice and "he" usually is a "dad" call. Then she goes on to tell me my brother just got out of surgery after having his throat slashed.

My brother is the nicest guy in the world, really. He's always been a "big kid" at heart. He really was thinking "be careful, don't hurt the guy" when he got his throat slashed. Luckily, I come from a family that appreciates irony.

Unfortunately, the witnesses couldn't come up with much of a description of the guy for the cops. I don't imagine they'll ever get the image of my brother hitting the floor with arterial blood spurting out of their minds, though.

Originally Posted by domtheboy

So candy's what they call it nowadays !

Discretion is the better part of...many things.

[Dravyk]

Nothing to add, just wanted to say hi Voo!