Years ago, Knuckles was standing at a busy downtown intersection in a midwestern Canadian city that is occasionally compared to East Berlin.
On the other side of the street, a grizzled, heavy-set man in his fifties was carrying heavy-laden plastic grocery bags in both mitts. The kind of plastic bags that cut the circulation to the fingers.
Another guy who was not paying attention, was on a collision with Grocery Man. Before the Clueless One walked into him, Grocery Man loudly growled, “Heads up, you dizzy cocksucker.”
That got the gus’s attention and he quickly sidestepped before getting trampled.
Heads up, you dizzy cocksucker.
If Knuckles Bar & Boot Camp needed a battle cry, that would be on the short list.
5 comments:
Right on.....
That's beautiful. Lightning has struck. Now you've gotta seize St. Elmo's fire.
You should get tee-shirts made with your logo and that saying. Coffee cups, place settings, stickers...the fuckin' works man.
Great to see you back and posting!
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Knuckles could do it better, but he WASN'T GOING TO!
Winnipeg? Must be. Place is full of dizzy whatsis.
Welcome home.
Fred Z,
You got that right, sir. The city’s motto should be: If We’re So Smart, Why Are We Here?
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