Guest commentary by Noah Swayne: This morning, I got out of bed, donned the old coonskin cap, and, as my daddy used to say, took a shower.
Then it dawned on me: why don’t people break chairs over each other’s heads anymore?
In the old days, when a barroom brawl broke out, before it was over, one of the combatants would pick up a chair and slam it atop the other guy’s head.
So, what happened? From what I can tell, the kids aren’t even being taught fundamental chair slamming techniques, so if a barroom brawl broke out – well, good luck, is all I can say.
The world has gone to hell.
‘Why don’t people break chairs over each other’s heads anymore?’
Then it dawned on me: why don’t people break chairs over each other’s heads anymore?
In the old days, when a barroom brawl broke out, before it was over, one of the combatants would pick up a chair and slam it atop the other guy’s head.
So, what happened? From what I can tell, the kids aren’t even being taught fundamental chair slamming techniques, so if a barroom brawl broke out – well, good luck, is all I can say.
The world has gone to hell.