in my mind's eye i envision stassi and i sitting at a booth at Mae's (same side) sharing a tarantula and a couple of ice cold dark and stormy's. from up stairs i hear someone yell, "i don't give a eff, where is he?" as i turn around i see a man barreling down the stairs like a freight train without breaks going down a huge hill in the swiss alps. it's jax. he's much bigger than i am and probably can fight way better too. do i care? nope. i chug what's left of our tarantula, wipe my forehead and say "excuse me stass, i forgot, i have one last final i need to take". as i exit the booth i turn towards jax, who at this point has identified his target- it's me. jeff denny jumps across the bar, spilling a full beer as he tries to stop the raging bull. but i can't be stopped, i need to ace this test. i pull back and swing as hard as i can and land a solid right hook on jax's nose. he stops in his tracks and falls straight back. knocked out cold, lying on his back right along the bar. denny gives me a high five and says "yo bud, next one's on me." "no thanks man, get me next time" i reply. i walk back to stassi and say "come on babe, let's hit pillbury- but first- let's and grab a sixer of bud heavy" she grabs my hand (same one i abused jax with) and gives me a kiss on the cheek. we step over jax's body, up the stairs and into paradise.
