Such were the First Words

He heard from his Uncle.

The Village where his Uncle lived

was full of FIST-FIGHTERS.

Every Friday

Notorious Lads

drank BITTER PINT of ALE

Right in the DOWTOWN

And Little BOY wondered a lot

WHY THE FUCK HIS CHILDHOOD had to be

"MOM! "

"Whuh?

"AM I GUILTY dat I'm ?"

"REMEMBER what Ya UNCLE told Ya"

"DON'T EVER DARE to WEEP like some lil' Punch-Bag Pussy?"

Another Slap received.

And tis' time his Mother didn't wipe the Blood streaming from Nose

"You see? The more You complain about being

The less I feel ANGRY"

ANOTHER SLAP followed by End of her Speech

"But MOM!"