Hold On Thar!
a fuckin’ minute! Hold on thar Babba Looey!” Elmer yelled. “I still
aint stuck my finger into this asshole’s fuckin’ brain!”
Fast as a rattlesnake Twitch grabbed LC by the arms, lifting him from his seat as he was screaming and flipping out, his face twisted with rage, feet kicking the heavy table.
Twitch was grunting with laughter as Elmer started to stand up and lean over the table, his finger heading for LC’s wound.