Raw helicopter blues. I'm in a hurry. Also called Dish It Out No Show Telepathic Bully Blues.
Story. Two hobos, lodging in a very dark alley, but its quiet and warm, get a death threat from a familiar foe. They are not as worried as one might think. They are waiting for their equivalent of Batman. They do get a lot fitter, real quick. This is a release of nervous tension and bravado. The alternative story, closer to home (aside from my anti-bully campaign): Around 4.30 am, though I'd been being interrupted throughout the night. Howlers. Motor mouth frauds. Spies. Got a bastard 'get me' thing. Paint me as whatever I'm not circa 1991
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