This is what happened officer......

One day earlier..
"John" my friend shouted at me, "get you're head out of the fucking clouds and help me move this fucking box!". I turned slowly facing him and i said, "dude you should really stop drinking, you're a really angry drunk.". He took a long swig from his bottle of beer and said in a slow even tone, "you think so?" his voice gradually got louder as he continued "do! You! Think so! Well I don't I think I drink as much as a real man should!", he started advancing toward me bottle in hand with the meanest look I had ever seen in his eye.  In one swift motion he breaks the bottle on the box he was lifting and brandishes it like it were a sword swinging it from left to right.  I put both hands in front of my self and try to calm him down, "frank you don't know what you're doing, AHH!   Damit stop swinging that thing around!" he made one more pass with the bottle and thats when I hit him.  I kinda forget what happened next all I remember is his body, and his blood on my hands
By Robert Nice