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
1020, Monday,
22 5. 17
1338
days remaining or fewer Russian buhbye
