I'LL TELL YA, HE'S NOT A BAD OULD SKIN, LIKE HE'D GO OUT OF HIS WAY TO HELP YA. SURE IF YOUR CATTLE BROKE OUT ONTO THE ROAD PAURIC WOULDN'T HESITATE TO GRAB A HOULD OF A GOOD WAVIN PIPE AND HUNT THE CATTLE BACK INTO THE FIELD. YA KNOW HE'D BE GOOD FOR THAT SORT OF THING.
HE HAD A HARD OULD UPBRINGING HAD OUR PAURIC. THERE WERE NO LUXRIES BACK THEN LIKE SHOES, OR TRACTORS OR FLUSH TOILETS. OUR PAURIC HAD TO WALK TWENTY FIVE MILE BAREFOOT IN THE SNOW TO SCHOOL EVERY MORNING AND WHEN HE GOT THERE ALL HE'D GET WOULD BE AN ODJEOUS BEATIN' FROM MR. McCONNELL THE HEAD MASTER AT BUNNOE SCHOOL
HE'D THEN GO HOME BATTERED AND BRUISED AND THEN HAVE TO TAKE INTO THE MILKING AS HIS FATHER WAS AN INVALID FOLLOWIN A TERRIBLE ACCIDENT WITH A MEMEBER OF BUNNOE BRASS BAND WHERE HE LOST BOTH HIS LEFT THUMBS. PAURIC SPENT EIGHT HOURS EVERY EVENING FOLLOWING HIS SEVEN HOUR DAY AT SCHOOL NOT INCLUDING THE TWO HOUR WALK IT TOOK TO GET THERE AND THE SAME AGAIN ALL IN THE BLISTERING LISBODUFF HEAT.
AFTER THE MILKING AND VAROUS OTHER ASPECTS OF FARM WORK PAURIC WOULD HAVE TO HEAD ON TO THE MILL AND WORK FOR NINE HOURS FOR A HALF CROWN A MONTH SO HE COULD BY A PAIR OF BLOOMERS FOR HIS BED STRICKEN MOTHER WHO SUFFERD FROM CRONIC CONSTIPATION.
BUT OUR PAURIC GREW UP FAST AND HE GREW UP FAST, ON A HEALTH DIET OF BOILED UP BACON AND CABBAGE THATS GREEN ALONG WITH PLENTY OF SPUD LACED WITH BUTTER BETWEEN, SO HE TOOK INTO THE WORLD OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING. NOW THE NAME CROOKED LOOKIN PAURIC STRIKES FEAR INTO THE HEART OFF ALL THAT HEAR IT INSIDE THE SQUARED CIRCLE! |
