Freedom's blog: "Be Careful"

was standing in the old pool hall. She was sitting there on a bar stool, pretty and tall. I turned and whispered in her ear. She jumped up and hit me with a left hook that upset my beer. She caught me with a right that dropped me to my knees. Then she kicked be in the stomach and stomped on my head, until I bled. All of my old buddies made a quick exit into the hall. Then she pulled out her cell phone and made one quick call. Oh! I think she loves me! Cause she called an ambulance, before she called the law!