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Last updated on March 6th, 2018 at 12:30 am
“The fight is going well!” said Boris, editor at one of ACP’s fine gentlemen’s magazines, when I met him Monday morning for coffee outside our shared office block.
Boris isn’t of slight build, and his conversation sometimes hints at a familiarity with violence. He was still angry following the events of last week, when he chased a junkie 150 yards after the fool stole coffee lady Gina’s handbag (everybody is protective of Gina) only to be denied a citizen’s arrest by the intervention of an off-duty cop. “I had my move worked out,” Boris later complained. All who witnessed his subsequent demonstration agreed: it would have been an excellent move.
The compound means of traumatic spinal compression are no mystery to Boris.
But the conflict to which he initially referred involved not Boris but destiny-driven cartoon characters; he’s been following developments in this year’s Great Outdoor Fight (click that link and hit the right-hand arrow for subsequent instalments; three days, three acres, 3,000 men!). Shortly Boris will be wearing a commemorative Fight t-shirt. Sydney street thieves should consider themselves advised.
UPDATE II. Texas Ranger: “Jesus, Ray hell of took down a dude’s face.”
UPDATE III. Trexkilla: “The Great Outdoor Fight is so far at least twice as awesome as Cartilage Head, and that’s saying something.”