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Friday, August 22


OK, one last thing

This story is entitled "Man Kills Woman Over a Beer". I take objection to this, because it is obvious that the headline writer either didn't read the story, or doesn't know how to read.

There is nothing in this story about the woman getting killed over a single, solitary beer.

This guy and his buds were drinking beers, and they presumably had many beers. This 40-something beer slut wanted their beer for free, and he said no. Then she went and got a guy to beat his ass for the beer, but no, our guy had a little somethin' for them, like a lead pipe and some steel-toed boots. Somehow the slut ended up in the dirt on "all fours" and our guy kicked her in the face with his boots, hard enough to kill her, and then poked the other guy's eye out with the pipe.

Dammit, this ain't some sort of TV commercial, when you pop the top of your Bud, and people come out of the woodwork to mooch offa you! A man needs to protect what's his, and if some people can't accept that, then I guess sometimes they die in the dirt with a smashed-in face. That's what we're fighting for in Iraq, and that's the American way. This ain't some kind of Karl Marx-share-and-share-alike kind of Communism bullspit. Mama never made me share my blocks with the other kids, and I ain't gonna start handin' shit out now!

One beer, my ass. Try five or six, Goddammit, probably more, knowing that ol' slut.


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