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Troy Burroghs

 
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Troy Burroghs
I抳e learned in life you got to have an eye like an eagle and senses like a panther to survive. Oh yes, it抯 that kind of a world my friend. Survival is the name of the game. People like me need to be one step ahead of the other person. Got to have the edge you know. Life teaches you the hard way if you don抰 listen at first, you may lose your edge. I know this for a fact, because I came from a school down in Missouri, if you get my drift. In my life I was in the Army three different times. Just like Muhammad Ali winning the championship three times. You can do it, it抯 a simply fact, mind over matter. And this is where my story starts, the third time I was in the Army. This is what I call a happening.
I went for training up to Camp Ripley. I got a private room being a staff sergeant. During this two-week training period, I ended up going to a few military meetings; doing some paperwork,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and some drills.
Being a Staff Sergeant, I got to have a private room. It was on the third floor of the barracks. One of the two brothers I had met during some of the weeks training, noticed I had $300
on my money clip,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], these two brothers had a room under me on the first floor along with two other dudes; and as I carried my groceries up to my room they watched me intensively. They had evil eyes: evil, evil eyes. I had to go up three flights of stairs. The older brother came to my rescue, said he would help me,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], me being a little short winded, I said sure. But you get them senses you know, I did anyways,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and I should have said no, especially with them evil, evil eyes I had noticed. But that is history now. I said, 揧es.? And so he grabbed one bag of groceries and climbed up the stairs like a bird: he didn抰 smoke I suppose.
When I finally reached the top, walked through the door,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I noticed my groceries were all over the floor, some lying about on the table, but all were out of the bag, and the bag wasn抰 ripped. I then put my bag down and started to pick them up thinking the young lad must have fallen or something. Then I turned around hearing some footsteps behind me, and there they were the Death Brothers. They were both smiling at me, a smirk,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and they were testing me to see what I would do,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and how much power they had. I smiled.
Then I said, 揟his wasn抰 necessary,?and they stepped in closer. I smiled a bigger smile, and commented on how nice their mustaches were. Then they stopped. They must have thought it was better to leave it for the evening, whatever they had in their young minds,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], only the Big Guy upstairs knows. Perhaps the glorifying comment got to them. And I think it was that clip of money they were after. But I gave them the sense I was easy prey, and you can抰 throw your secrets to the swine you know, because I wasn抰 easy prey.
As I fell to sleep that evening I had set a plan B in motion. It was 2:00 AM I was awakened. I heard the door open and a shadow come into my bedroom, I mean I didn抰 hear the shadow, I heard the person who was a shadow to me, because that is what I say. Then the other brother started crying,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], saying,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych],
揥e were just kidding,?and I said, 揑抦 not!?And I said, 揟his was no Paces Bill, crap, this was Arizona Blue stuff, and they were going to die.?/p>
Then I ordered the other brother to empty his pockets out on the bed,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], take off his cloths,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and to take the money out of his brother抯 pockets also and do the same thing, and he did. I then told them they had ten-minutes to get out of town: I mean out of Camp Ripley or I抎 come looking for them in the morning.
I ended up with $700 plus my three hundred, plus they went AWOL. And that is the beauty of it. And now if we had gun control,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I might just as well have kissed ass,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I mean my money good-by, and handed it to him with a smile. And for an appetizer, watched them spend it at the PX buying crap,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and the judge saying: 揥e抣l do you got proof these two robed you, bet the shit out of you, no need for a gun you know.?/p>
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