The Art Of War

September 16, 2012
So two guys got into an arguement outside the bar friday night. All their friends and girlfriends got between them and tried to settle it down. The littler of the two called the bigger (bench presses volkswagens in his free time) guy a few very unflattering names that I won't share here.

The big guy stood his ground. Finally the little guy took his belt off and started swinging the buckle. The big guy took his belt off and EVERYONE got out of the way.

The little guy said the big guy was a coward, but he used a different unflattering word, and the big guy took a step forward. The little guy ran away about 10 feet then called the big guy a coward again, and accused him of being of a particular sexual orientation. The big guy flat ran forward and the little guy ran faster.

All the while we are watching from inside the bar, as it is after hours and we were enjoying an after work beer. The new cook looks at me and says "Shouldn't we (meaning me) do something about this?" I unlocked the door and said "be my guest". He sat back down. Tomorrow I'm going to go into the kitchen and tell him how to boil water.