scared off? hardly. i just got a little more ticked than i should have.
i dont like skinnies for a variety of reasons. in october of 93 i was sitting on greenramp waiting for clinton to give us the green light to help my brothers... he hung them out to dry.
i also live in an area where there are plenty of somolians. seeing them and witnessing what i have, they are PURE scum. one day at the gas station i had my newborn son in the carseat as i was filling my tank, there was a skinny filling up his on the other side. he was glaring with pure hatred at my baby, and i KNOW he would have killed him if given the chance, i saw it in his eye. needless to say, a milisecond after i noticed the situation i ended it and put fear into his heart. these people have no regard for life; and i have no regard for them. the only thing they respect is strength, power, and raw force.
i am not as gracious as dee, my enemies get no quarter or mercy from me. and i could waste skinnies all day long whilest whistling "dixie" the whole time. fact is i would just as soon kill 'em as look at them. and no, it wouldnt bother me in the least bit. i have faced death enough times that i know where the bear does his buisness in the briar patch. i could smoke them day in, day out, and think of new and creative ways of doing it just to keep it fresh.