have it; if he is flashing me to let him past, I'll let him past;
if he beeps me or gives me the finger then I'll let it go. I
already know where these situations are going to take me
and I don't
Another friend of mine has just committed a crime of
passion -one that could have been ignored if it wasn't for his
very large ego -that will place him in jail for at least 10
years. By the time he is released, if the experience doesn't
kill him, his
schoolgirl daughter will probably be a married woman with
kids of her own. His wife will have probably moved on and
married someone else, very few wait around. He has gone in
to jail in his late thirties, the prime of his life, when he is
released he will be approaching fifty. His business, to which
he devoted himself, has already gone down the drain.
Think about it for a single second, not being able to be with
your wife and kids for ten years, not being able to walk in
the park; go for a pizza; drink a pint; cuddle up to your wife
in her silk nightie. Doesn't the very thought frighten the shit
out of you? It frightens me.