loudmouths 

             wha was wid the big mout the irritating incessant blowhardtheir inane brays

his kid brothers a loudmouth    nevertheless  he didnt get em an perversely they seemed unaware they were 

however if one rationally considered their ongoing decibel levelshow long theyve been blowing  theres a good chance their hearing is impaired an they were only to get louder with time

in his brothers case  he was the youngest of six for seven years  then there were three more younger than him

it seemed being the youngest of six tweaked him to the extent that he felt the only way he could be heardcompete for time at the table was to impose his big mouthbe louder than anyone  essentially Look at me! Look at me! Look at me!

he didnt grasp that actions speak louder than words

he didnt follow that everyones day went around the dinner table one after the other after the other  if hed been patience and not interrupted his turn would have come sooner the turns rotated like clockwork  their father was employed as an efficiency expert for a manufacturing company  hed not drop the ball he never did

but then his kid brother was never patience

he wasnt a patience man

the loudmouth on his cell(couldnt take it outside huhbuddy) at the end of the table he first sat down at competed with the rest of the bar as he tried to watch the silent black-tape closed-caption broadcast of the Stanley Cup semi-finals

the bar wasnt loud

over its murmur loudmout carried on oblivious to those around him with his day to whoever he was speaking(if he was -- someone holds a cell to their head and talks incessant you gotta wonder truly if anyone is on the other end  he had circular-breathing down pat)  Yah man I lost seventyfive dollars this morning  he played two nine-hole courses his girlfriend was pissed off at him he was supposed to pick her up on his way from the course lunch then come to the bar together but he lost seventyfive dollars she was fifteen miles out of the way hed be buying her drinks Man I cant afford to be feeding her booze after losing seventyfive dollars I didnt grab her hell I didnt even callI told her Id call her when I was free an I aint free until I callMakes sense yah  Catch ya later

the fone came away from his face long enough for him to find an entry and speed-dial

in succession he called three others repeating his story rote

hanging up on the second his fone startled himit rang  he looked at it  YahMa

his mother didnt understand why he wasnt at home with his girlfriend hed been out all morning she prepared a nice lunch for them but he chose to eat out instead

Nobody tells me what to doShe didnt have to make the lunchI told her Id call her when I was freeI didnt commit to a lunchI didnt know how my morning was going to go

he went quiet

joy

theres nothing more quiet than a loudmout gone quiet

ah

I told youMom  Nobody tells me what to do

he couldnt help himself

he looked long and hard down at the end of the table where mout sat

mouth interrupted himselfWhat are you looking at

You

Mom  I got a jerk I gotta contend withIll talk with you  he disconnected(he was probably too young to remember table top telephones big and black rotor dialyou could bang those receiver home like a hammera gunshotcrack walnutsreally make a point)  What are you looking at

I said you

You wanna make something out of itListenin in on my private telephone calls

Private   Telephone   Calls

                     Are you kidding me  Out of your mouth you already lost seventy dollars today in bets over two nine hole golf coursesPrivate my ass

Fuck you man

We can make something out of itYa wanna put some money on itI dont accept credit cardsYoure light seventyfive dollars already  You really wanna make something out of it

Fuck you he snarled

some friends of his came over

they quieted him down

they did it quietly

he appreciated their concern

they allowed him to return to his silent close-caption game

his brother was exactly the same  finding fault in those around him an defraying reason with a threat of violence

he kept loudmout fixed in the corner of his eye when his friends left him aloneHes an old man Leave him alone You could wipe the floor with him Let it golet it go  Hes drunk  Let it go

his brother tried to coldcock him once

he pulled his head out of harms way took the blow on his arm and shoulder  rocked him in the carpeted livingroom

he stood over him looking to see if he wanted more

their mother rushed ingot between them What are you doing Hes your little brother

Hes got a big mouth  He might as well learn here at home what hes gonna face outside if he cant keep his trap shut

My God Joe  Hes your little brother

An Im teaching him a lesson as a big brother should Stay out of it Maw

he stepped back

she helped him up Hes bleeding she said

Yeah he is  Hes lucky thats the extent of it  A big mouth a loud mout will get ya in trouble an they might not settle for a little blood  Mebbe he learns  Better me here now rather than a room or somewhere without someone having his back  Unfortunately I think his mouth will always run precede his head  He dont think

Help me get him to the bathroom  I can help him there

Yeah  Right    Help  Hes gonna need more help than you can give him

1932,  Saturday,  20  5. 17

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