Gumboy

A funny thing I discovered was the meaning of the leader of the myrmidons' name, what "achilles" meant. The lipless one, because he was supposed to never have sucked on his mother's breasts. Now, since there are very rarely any coincidences in my life, when I was 'designated' Gumboy, the boy who shows his gums,i.e., has lips pulled back or has no lips, I ran it through the only relevant thing I could think of, which was, of course, TROY
And the fact that the lipless one was being tormented by the captured girl to stop being so bloody minded, and had almost succumbed when his cousin was killed, and then he turned and became a very hostile person, challenging hector to a fight from which he promised "there are no pacts between lions and men, and wolves and sheep have no concord. You will not have a tongue tonight, nor ears, nor a nose. You will wonder the underworld blind, deaf and dumb, and everyone will know that you are hector, the fool who thought he had killed achilles"

So, there was, to get back to my ... life, a buildup that has led to me deciding firmly and irrevocably that I am out to KILL them fools, and spare none, and send them to hell.
I remember the other day when I was grossly ebullient, before they decided to send me to prison, then idiots, when I first actually LINKED the gallery woman with the girl and the pretender. First, she drove past in that slk of hers, with the pretender in the passenger seat. I was at vinnie's stall, and I watched as they just drove past, and then, a while later, the gallery woman was at her window, upstairs, and she was looking towards the outspan parking, and then, a while later, there they were, she parked her car where tony parks his, and I did not see that happen, but the pretender walked right past me, on his way to the bottle store, and I could not help laughing. This was way beyond bizzare. Then he came out, and guess what, after she had initially pulled up her windows when I started laughing, and my voice, as has been happening in the past whenever I got upset, went hoarse, she pulled it down again and the two exchanged a kiss and he got in. Jolly good show!

LESSON 1:_ no one challenges me and just walks away. I mean, what do you take me for? A guy that actually gives a shit who the asshole is? Hell, no, you make an enemy of me, yank whatever chain you think you have tied to me, and expect me to capitulate? You must be kidding me. Really, them fools must have me confused for some other guy.
Now, I am not being spiteful, but I actually never liked mercs. They have no..., the logo, well, it is bland, the cars have no sparkle, to them, and well, having grown up with these things being sort of a daily occurrence for a while, they were something I have rather disliked, on sight, reminding me of many things. Like my dad. They just love these cars, in zimbabwe,, and I suppose it would be no surprise for anyone to know that the first S500 that came to the southern hemisphere was delivered to a zimbabwean?
Anyway, my vindictive memory goes back to the first... kiss. And this old merc she was driving, wearing those silly shorts and I was wondering what the fuck God was shackling me for when He actually interposed Himself and asked me to think before I act when I went up and down wanting to kill people, and He led me to that john something verse about a woman who was told that this is not your husband. I was still not mollified. Because they are playacting, do I let it go? hell, NO! I am NOT like that. Well, I get to decide, and I have decided already. There will be no mercy. Now, the protective little hussy an just get as aggressive as she wants, I will still do away with them fools of hers. No one mocks me.
Then there is that mike asshole of hers. When He was showing me that I would come out of prison- of course, HIDING the fact that I was going away at the same time- wearing baggy jeans and shoes without laces, He also did something else. I must have fallen asleep a bit, because I was in a sort of dream, where i was looking at mike and laughing mirthlessly, and going, 'mr mike townsend' and he answered, "no, you got that wrong, it is NOT-send", and it was if he was saying, well, all along you thought that I was supporting this thing between you and the girl? Wrong, you just found out the hard way. Well, I waited to see just how far the idiots would go against the lord of the earth, and they were very... rabid, yes? And then, the judge was even talking of mediation. With me locked up, and a restriction order, and the 'court' would mediate to sort out this problem. Hell, no, there will be NO such thing. You made the worst mistake of your lives to try to... tamper... with me. Now, expect full retribution. There will be NO mercy. NONE. and forget substitute mothers. I have no time for them, God is enough of a ... PARENT. Everyone goes down. Feel my wrath, yeah-sss!