LOOK OUT MISTER SLAM MAN,
I’m coming for you. You won’t know where and you won’t know when but I’m gonna be out there one day when none of you protectors are around and we’re gonna find out just how tough a steel mill guy you are which I suspect you’re not.
And why? Are you asking why? Are you reading this and thinking why somebody, me, is putting it out there that one night walking back into the fenced in lot behind the big brick wall of the Uptown Theater (oh yes I know where you park) you’re gonna be surprised to find someone who wants to see just how hard ass your ass really is.
I’m betting it ain’t. I’m betting it’s soft putty. That’s all I’m going to reveal at this moment.
No name No face
