I'm definitely a lover, not a fighter (even though I'm a big ol' boy and pretty strong at that 
). I don't get mad very easily and when I do, I take the time to think things over before blowing up. Quite a few years ago, a friend of mine leased this little local redneck bar so he could put together a band that he played drums in. He knew I had my own band playing most weekends so asked if I would come out and sit in with them on Thursday nights. I agreed and the first Thursday I did, I went there early in the day. When I walked in carrying equipment, there was only one customer at the bar and if you looked in the dictionary under "Redneck", his picture would have been there. He stared at me everytime I walked in with more stuff. When I got finished, I walked up to the bar, next to him. He looked at me and said, "Why don't you get a f^^kin' haircut?". Without missing a beat, I said, "Oh, I'd like to, but I'm a musician and have to keep my appearances down." and grinned at him. Then I just jumped in with jokes and bull$hitting, like I'd known him all his life. He started smiling and said, "What are you drinking?" and I told him Budweiser, and he said, "Bartender, get this man a Budweiser." From then on, when I got there to set up, I'd walk up behind him, tap him really hard on the shoulder and when he'd look around, I'd say, "When the hell am I gonna get a haircut?" and he'd say, "Bartender, get this man a Budweiser." Always got a free beer out of the deal. 
). I don't get mad very easily and when I do, I take the time to think things over before blowing up. Quite a few years ago, a friend of mine leased this little local redneck bar so he could put together a band that he played drums in. He knew I had my own band playing most weekends so asked if I would come out and sit in with them on Thursday nights. I agreed and the first Thursday I did, I went there early in the day. When I walked in carrying equipment, there was only one customer at the bar and if you looked in the dictionary under "Redneck", his picture would have been there. He stared at me everytime I walked in with more stuff. When I got finished, I walked up to the bar, next to him. He looked at me and said, "Why don't you get a f^^kin' haircut?". Without missing a beat, I said, "Oh, I'd like to, but I'm a musician and have to keep my appearances down." and grinned at him. Then I just jumped in with jokes and bull$hitting, like I'd known him all his life. He started smiling and said, "What are you drinking?" and I told him Budweiser, and he said, "Bartender, get this man a Budweiser." From then on, when I got there to set up, I'd walk up behind him, tap him really hard on the shoulder and when he'd look around, I'd say, "When the hell am I gonna get a haircut?" and he'd say, "Bartender, get this man a Budweiser." Always got a free beer out of the deal. 
) LOL
