Short Story: Ezzy, Philip & Butch
Ezzy: Why do you have to hit him! Philip: Oh, so all in a sudden I am the bad guy? He is the one that attacked me, thank you very much and along with his two giant gangster friends over there. Ezzy: Look at him. He is on the ground. He is hurt. Philip: He had a knife! A butcher knife, what am I suppose to do about it? The other one had a chain saw and the third one have the size of a fist that can kill a man with one punch. What am I suppose to do? It is either they or I? Ezzy: He is just joking. Philip: Oh, yeah. He is just joking, all right? Do you think somebody that was just joking would have smash an entire fence with a chain saw? By the way he was aiming at me. I just managed to move quickly enough not to get chop. Do you think I… Ezzy: Look at him his hurt! Philip: He is not hurt OK? I did a spin kick that knock off all three of them down in one go. It won’t kill them. He is not even been injure for Christ sack! He is just lying there acting like a crybaby. God! H...
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