Alpha Baylor
Mitchum complained.
“I would rather do this any day than doing dishes and waiting tables. It isn’t that bad and it is for the good of the pack. Quit your bitching already dude,” I replied. While he made a few lude comments, the funniest thing happened. A few of the men working near us started singing a catchy tune, I hadn’t heard it before but it was outrageous enough to make the task more fun; “Well, bugger off, you bastards, bugger off. Well, bugger off, you bastards, bugger off. You’re like a herd of bloody swine that refuse to leave the trough. You’ll get no more this evening so you better bugger off. You’ve been a splendid audience but aye your time has passed. So don’t you all be letti
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