Skippy’s in the middle of a neighborhood feud with, let’s call him Oscar, since I don’t remember his real name. Oscar made a killing on city construction contracts in the 70’s and now lives nearly alone with his money ($100 Million) and his faltering ego. He’s old and cranky and has decided Mario’s Lemonade stand is a public nuisance (I’m taking Skip’s side in all this so that’s why it tilts to the left a bit). He went over last year to enforce his position and pointed a gun at Skippy and pulled the trigger. Maybe the gun wasn’t loaded and wasn’t intended to be, but when the moment passed and no one was dead, Skip, who as far as Mayo knows, has never taken sh*t or shinola from anyone, yanked the gun from his hand with a fair bit of force I’m sure. Oscar sues for battery and starts a movement to have the stand closed for good (the petition he started got not one single signature, other than his of course). It’s being fought in the courts now and is just about over, with Skippy’s voice being the sane one. Sounds like Oscar is senile, or just plain crazy. He’s at the Lemonade Stand this Spring, for whatever reason, and notices a 4 year old girl throwing away her trash. Being 4, she missed, and Oscar says, “careful you little c*cksucker.” Skip knows everyone, including this girl’s father that’s not 5 paces way and carries with him Latin King tats and a reputation for being an eraser. Call a Mexican man’s daughter, innocent until 15, a c*cksucker and you’ll be beaten and tossed onto the Dan Ryan to die like a dog. Skip, hearing everything, runs a nice bit of interference and keeps everyone alive and out of jail. I love this guy. You can find him most days at the stand with his wife and kids.

1:24 of monster beat, then, If it keeps on raining levees gonna break.

crying won't help ya, praying won't do ya no good

All last night I sat on the levee and moaned. whoya whoya

goin to Chicago

that's Mayo on the harmonica.