Tony went snooping again and found hidden booze in the basement. It was Grandpa’s last stash, and Grandpa was angry. He complained to everyone he was around.
“f*****g thieves.”
Jim and Rick imbibed, but not as much as Tony, who got just this side of s**t-faced. Grandpa anticipated what was going to happen, and he kept a hand on his sword-cane. He’d love to run that bastard Tony through with the sword.
A heavy rain kept everyone inside. They watched a WWII movie on the DVD player, and Tony kept drinking.
Grandpa went up to Jim. “Would you stop Tony from drinking? He’s going to get brave, horny, and try to rape one of the women. I won’t have that.”
“Tony’s a big boy. If he wants to drink, he can drink. If he wants to rape a woman, he can do that.”
Grandpa said, “You’re asking for troub
