Five reasons why IndeedProceed's Sophisticated Holligans are bad, bad men.
1) All my guys are dead, fictional, or both. My imagination and trash talking abilities are the only things holding me back.
2) All my guys, in the words of Chuckie Sullivan, are 'wicked smaht'. And I'm not talking about that crappy uninteresting Stephen Hawking smart. Abraham Lincoln decided he wanted to be a lawyer, so he went all Good Will Hunting and just taught himself. Passed the bar. Got elected President way before Sarah Palin made the whole 'folksy' thing chic. Ernest Hemingway never went to college and he wrote some of the best American fiction ever produced. William Cutting singlehandedly ran the five points using cunning and guile (and gratuitous use of force). That's not some girlie degree in rocket appliances. Its solid American intuition.
3) They're Americans....great ones! U-S-A! U-S-A!
4) They're tougher than your team. One time, at a political rally, a guy grabbed one of Lincoln's supporters. Lincoln then indeeded proceeded to grab the offending fellow by his neck and toss him like a rag doll. Ernest Hemingway is always down for a brawl.
“He was a good guy, but he became a tough guy--real mean--when he was drunk. He wanted to fight. Anybody. He was a pretty good-sized man, about 6-feet-2, 235 pounds. Hugh Casey was the closest to his build so he challenged Casey to a fight. Casey wasn’t anxious to fight but Hemingway insisted. So they put on the gloves. He went right after Hughey. He tried to hit him below the belt, anywhere. He tried to kick him in the groin. He was a dirty fighter.
“Finally, Casey knocked him into the bookcase, knocking it over with a large crash on the terrazzo. It was like an explosion. It woke up his wife and she came downstairs. He told her, ‘Oh, we are just playing. Go to bed, honey.’
“After that,” Herman said, “it seemed like a good idea to end the fight. We were getting a little uneasy and wanted to get out of there. He insisted we stay. He tried to persuade Casey to stay overnight. He said, ‘We’re drunk now, but tomorrow we’ll be sober, and we can fight again. We can have a duel, any weapons you want.’
Bill the Butcher is called BILL THE BUTCHER. How much more do you need? Cuz I got blood baby, and by the bucket.
5) We're cross categorical all up in this, son! While you people are picking up your lebron jameseses and Dwayne Wades and Bill Waltons (actually, props on the walton pick), I'm out there diversifying my bonds, baby! Smart, World Conquers, Funny (come on, you think Hemingway and Lincoln couldn't play the dozens? They'd hit you with that old school insult..and if you don't laugh at Bill Cutting's jokes, he'll kill you), best overall...the only thing I'm losing is basketball, and that's just because both Lincoln and Cutting were dead before it was invented. I'm playin chess, y'all playin checkers!
And yes, I have been listening to my old school hip hop tracks tonight.
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