Jim O said:
A classic he said/she said. I know who I believe and it isn't you Mr. Moore. Yes, our constitution allows people to bear arms (though most felons lose that right). I also carry considerable firepower most of time. But when you are armed and you make a threat, that's plain stupid. It doesn't matter whether you threatened to kick his ass (as you admit) or to kill him.
To not know your own snakes is stupidity, to intentionally misrepresent them when you have been informed otherwise is criminal. So which is it? Are you stupid, a criminal, or a stupid criminal?
I wonder if this flash holds true. Picture if you would......
A room, it used to be white, during the nixon administration, and the carpet may have been a light brown at one time. Now it is more the dark brown of a snickers bar. It's doubtful the smears are chocolate now matter how charitable you are.
There is a couch, torn up, beer stained, stuffing coming out most of the cushions, the arms worn down to the wood frame. There are two blacker spots on the couch, both HUGE and shaped like the ass of our hero johnny.
In front of the couch is an old door, hollow core and stained beyond any possible recollection of what color it used to be, old pizza boxes and beer cans, ciggarette butts and overfull ashtrays struggling to stay afloat amidst the empty potato chip bags cockaroaches, olive pits distinguishable from the rat turds in no discernable way; all this sits on two old tires salvaged from the chevy sitting on blocks in the front yard. It's been there since 1978.
Here, amply filling one of the LARGE black ass-shapes on his "couch" sits genetics genious johnny moore as he contimplates Jim O's question? Were you able to stomache the aroma of ode' de dumbass long enough to get close enough to touch, shudder shudder, this creatin, you would hear a noise much akin to the workings of an old waterwheel such as used to be used to trun millstones in centuries past; the creaking and ponderous scraping of wood on wood is eerily akin to the noises one would hear from our bright boy as he thought, "I'm NOT stupid so I must be a criminal but wait I can't tell them that but then that would mean I'm stupid but wait, I'm not stupid so that must meant I'm a criminal and I am, I mean I'm not, well I mean I am but they don't have any proof, so I must be stupid but no WAY am I more stupider, no smarter than them guys, no wait I.....I......
And there, in my mind, he sits, scratching his head, when he's not scratching his ass, trying to figure out if he's stupid, a criminal or a stupid criminal.
Any takers on accuracy?
