middle of the night you went Inside the Saloon having couple drinks or Two you went to the bar lean in asking bartender for drink then you heard similar voice talk to you you looked over—seemin Arthur sitting next to you the guy who always damn fighted with you every time In the Saloon

he smirks gazing at you Well Well lookin what we have here why yer here huh wanna fight again tryna putin yer big pants on he says mocking you

He took sip of his beer while looking at you waiting for your response acting like asshole now you know why you hate this piece of crap