don't you know we're outlaws
givin' the finger to death itself
“Nothin’ like a stiff breeze to light a fire under yer ass.” And there’s a stiff breeze alright, as I spare a glance out to sea. Some years the monsoons ease on in and others start with a bang. This one looks like it’ll be the latter. Joy of joys. Tryin’ not to make any remarks about his eye, though I definitely might have thought a couple of not particularly nice things about Nate, I have to say this - he’s a good one to have around when things need to be lifted.
“Actually, if you could do the sandbags, I’ll reinforce the walls.” Not in any danger of tweakin’ any muscles now, is he? And since the last thing I need is to be dealin’ with back strains right now, I pull a handful of nails out’a his cart and grab some’a the longer boards and take to the walls of the Hanged Man. Starting on the sides, I begin to hold the boards up and nail ‘em in at appropriate places, allowing for some give ‘n take with the wind.
Not much can stop the ferocity of some winds, perhaps I’m just tryin’ to mitigate the inevitable damage I feel deep in my gut.
“Actually, if you could do the sandbags, I’ll reinforce the walls.” Not in any danger of tweakin’ any muscles now, is he? And since the last thing I need is to be dealin’ with back strains right now, I pull a handful of nails out’a his cart and grab some’a the longer boards and take to the walls of the Hanged Man. Starting on the sides, I begin to hold the boards up and nail ‘em in at appropriate places, allowing for some give ‘n take with the wind.
Not much can stop the ferocity of some winds, perhaps I’m just tryin’ to mitigate the inevitable damage I feel deep in my gut.
we got no one to hide from
no one to toast our health
RAZA
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