Crashbox...Masterpiece by-the-numbers...In Suites

[GH]

The man who was my dentist as a child, was a very quiet, simple individual. I once asked him about the Purple Hearts framed on his wall, and he replied with, "Oh, I was just doing my job."

So I did a little research and asked a few people around town if anyone knew how he got his Purple Hearts (it was a small town, so everyone knew everyone...sometimes in the Biblical sense).

Apparently, he had served in Korea...

...and defended thirteen injured soldiers from a North Korean attack for two hours, using a pistol and about two dozen bullets. When he ran out of bullets, he used three grenades. When he ran out of grenades, he used his knife. And when that was lost, he switched to a steel pipe. He was shot three times and knifed once and had lost a lot of blood when he was found, semi-conscious, surrounded by heaps of enemies.

None of the men he was defending had been touched.

Yup, he was doing his job:
f*****g BAD ASS.

The lesson? DON'T MESS WITH DENTISTS.

[GH]

I started listening to Continuum again a week or two ago and it is even better as a full album than I remember. perfect for late evenings relaxing with a beer outside.