Knocking out a guy, along with several of his teeth, I thought was my friend,7 years after he and another supposed friend, slashed my truck tires! He blew his own whistle bragging about it to a real friend of mine.

When three police cars pulled up and asked, do you want to press charges, the more toothless but not so toughie said,“yes, he assaulted me!” The same police lady said,“I wasn't talking to you. I was asking the guy sitting on the sidewalk keeping his cool.” I replied, “no officer, I want him to realize how good a friend he lost.” She replied,“are you sure? I can tell by the way he is acting, he's on something and I bet he's got drugs on his person so we could charge him for that as well!” I declined the offer because I knew he was destined to get there on his own and he didn't need any help from me.

Everybody went home that night and I found out the next day that he tried to have me charged with assault in Robertson County of which we both resided. The officer that took his call, asked him “where the location of the said “assault” occurred?” He said that it occurred in Goodletsville. The officer apparently schooled him with a geography lesson and told him that he would have to make the report to Davidson county sheriffs department or the Goodletsville PD because it was not in Robertson County Sheriff department's jurisdiction.”

I haven't seen nor heard anything about the POS in over twenty years but I have a feeling that if our paths cross again, I will have to school him with another lesson of humility. Maybe his girlfriend and her little big brother won't have to witness the next time I drop him like a wet towel!

Again!