[brianwspencer]

Originally Posted by hi_im_god

"take your goddamn mitts off my shirt. palooka"

this big man frowned. he wasn't used to being talked to like that. he took his meathooks off my shirt and doubled one into a fist about the size and color of a large eggplant. he had his job, his reputation for toughness, his public esteem to consider. he considered them for a second and then made a mistake. he swung the fist very hard and short with a sudden outward jerk of the elbow and hit me on the side of the jaw. a soft sigh went around the room.

it was a good punch. the shoulder dropped and the body swung behind it. there was a lot of weight in that punch and the man who landed it had had plenty of practice. i didn't move my head more than an inch. i didn't try to block the punch. i took it.

a minute later it was all over. the gorilla was crumpled in a corner moaning quietly. i picked my hat up off the floor, dusted it off and put it back on.

"velma!", i called. "whiskey sour! and turn that music up!"

i didn't like to fight. never have. but is there any sight more ridiculous that a man letting another man knock his hat off?

i drank the sour in one slow swallow, heard the sirens coming, and walked slowly out to central avenue. it smelled like spring.

I also found much to be learned from re-reading the original post in Chinese.

我轉動了二十一在5月1 日今年, 和進入酒吧戰鬥, 有點兒。我去酒吧與我的夥計, 那麼我們去一個地方墨西哥食物地方。這些人開始談**** 到我的朋友的當中一個因為他們是離開並且說這像"我們將支付您的票據, 來現在遇見我們在停車場" 。我告訴了他們對F 和使F 脫離這裡, 和他們做了他們回來的五幾秒後並且擊中了帽子我的夥計頭, 我如此應付做它和高聲呼喊**** 在他外面的人, 它然後是破壞, 他們被踢了, 並且我回家了。那是故事, 我會分享lol 的想法 一點現在被喝, 因此如果有任何錯別字不擔心對此。