A Four-Legged Lottery

Mano E Mano

My grandson and my son-in-law are training for a fight.

Thankfully it’s not against each other.

The little fella would smash him.

After all, I am his trainer.

And the picture taker.

Nice farm house that the picture is taken in front of too, isn’t it.

I could have owned it once.

But one of the family trusts got to the paper work first.

Bloody daughters.

I wish I’d gone to university like them, so I was so smart.

Oh, I did.

I forgot.

Still want to meet me in Brisbane Mr Tony Dreger?

Dan my son in law’s coming down too.

He’s a licensed personal protection officer you know.

Special license.

Bodyguard.

The muscles aren’t all he’s packing.

See you there.

Dickhead.

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