Junkyard Dog
“He has a boring office job, managing a boring company selling boring products. He shoots hoops with his boring coworkers and has pool parties with his boring neighbors. When his pent-up energy needs a release, he grabs for his boring wife and makes her pay for choosing him over a more “wild” man.
I stop by his office where he sells blinds and carpet. He’s laughing it up with his moron coworkers when I enter. The look on his stupid face when he sees me is fucking priceless.
Asshole Andrew tries ...to send one of his coworkers to help me, but I shake my head and point at him. He shuffles toward me like a kid knowing he’s got a beating coming.
“Can I help you?” he asks as if he doesn’t know who I am and why I’m here.
“You have a house,” I say, lighting a cigar. “Is that right?”
“Yes.”
One of his tubby coworkers rounds a counter, sees me lighting up and is ready to tell me to put out the cigar. Then the moron realizes who I am and his mouth clamps shut.
“Your wife and kids are sleeping in that house tonight.MoreLess
I stop by his office where he sells blinds and carpet. He’s laughing it up with his moron coworkers when I enter. The look on his stupid face when he sees me is fucking priceless.
Asshole Andrew tries ...to send one of his coworkers to help me, but I shake my head and point at him. He shuffles toward me like a kid knowing he’s got a beating coming.
“Can I help you?” he asks as if he doesn’t know who I am and why I’m here.
“You have a house,” I say, lighting a cigar. “Is that right?”
“Yes.”
One of his tubby coworkers rounds a counter, sees me lighting up and is ready to tell me to put out the cigar. Then the moron realizes who I am and his mouth clamps shut.
“Your wife and kids are sleeping in that house tonight.MoreLess
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