Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-99.184.74.157-20190620085052/@comment-25808351-20190620092157

(Johnny Cash)

A fight broke out between us and we crashed through the wall and into the street, kicking, gouging in all the mud, blood and beer.

I eventually looked at him and said,”Som. This world is rough and a mans gonna make he has to be tough. And knew I wouldn’t be there to help along. So I gave you that name and said goodbye, because I knew you get tough or die. Now you just put up one hell of a fight and know you hate me and you have right to kill me now and I don’t blame you if you do. But you should thank me first before I die for the gravel in your gut and blood in your eye, cause the bastard that named you Sue.”

He called me “Pa” and I called him “son” and we both seperate ways with different points of view. My Hellhound wife all the while still confused at what happened.