Well you’d never guess what that midget did next. He Put down his sax and come right up to me.
“Whats your problem Pal?” he Had a winy hi pitched midget voice, like a munchkin that just inhaled a helium balloon. Could you believe he had the nerve to do that, after I just tossed him a couple a bucks? Come and Ask me if I had a problem with his balloon sucking goddamn sonofabitch midget voice.?
Well I decided then and there that this midget was not the cool sax playing midget in a gray baker boy hat that I thought he was, no instead I decided that he didn’t even play that god damn sax very well at all so do you no what I did,? I kicked him. Right in his midget stomach.