9/22/2006 - Um excuse me...can I be a smartass for a minute?
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I have learned the secret weapon to my success in this life is my ability to be a smartass without any thought and have wicked bad comebacks in a flash. That comes from a long line of being the youngest in a family where violence is inevitable. The boy cousins who were older than us kicked our asses with a vengence when we were growing up. They took a twisted form of joy from either beating our asses or getting us to do things and then telling on us so that the adults would, in turn, beat our asses. Not a whole lot of fun on my side when I was growing up but taught me two very important things that have worked later in life...
1. Running is a valuble thing to be able to do. If you run fast enough, you can out run almost anything...(which may explain why I move around a lot. I am trying to outrun my life...huh,what fun!)
2. If you are a smartass you can intimidate, because that is how they intimadated me all the time...
Now these things have gotten me through many things...for example, getting beat up by a boyfriend, in this case you always, and I mean ALWAYS choose 1 because 2 is gonna get your ass kicked worse. But lets say that you are in a bar and a girl gets mad because her man is looking at you. It is a safe bet in this case (most of the time) to be a smartass and intimadate because most girls will back down when butted up against. Running will make ya look like a punk in this situation. The only time it is good to run in this case is if you are alone and she has many friends AND she outweighs you by at least twenty pounds. If that is the case, you are pretty much asking for a hurtin by being a smartass...just don't do it!

Anyways back to my origional train of thought...I was talking to my cousin Matt last night about going down to see the man. I made the mistake of saying "And ya can't be kicking my ass when I get there either..." to which Matt took as me telling him "You can't kick my ass anymore big boy...go ahead and try!" Well in this case I had to fix and correct before I ended up with a serious wrestling match when I get there (and for God sake's I am an adult so when do they quit being over grown boys who tackle you for no reason?) I in turn said "No you could still kick my ass, but you will have to catch me. And I am skinnier than you, and have learned to run like a mother fucker so there is no way to catch me" to which he thought was hilarious, as did I. (Pats self on back...Good save!) Just saved myself from a serious ass-kicking and made a funny all at once...Good job K, good job. They taught you well and you always thought they were useless. How life comes back around to haunt you.
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