OR KILL ME!! - Principia Discordia

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Seth and I had been the only two anglos in the place, until
about 2 AM, when an anglo couple, obviously drunk off of
their asses, walked in...a cute young lady that looked familiar,
and a tattoed young tough...they looked to be about 22 years
old or so.
As they were strangers, I eased my serape off to the side, so I
could reach my Ruger...safe from anyone not a stranger...But
at that moment, Seth came up off his sofa with a roar, dumping
the two squawking meth whores to the floor.
Seth tore into the tattooed man with a savage abandon,
repeatedly punching him in the face. Three locals, who
obviously knew the man, began to stir - whether to help Seth or
the young man, I don't know - so, I pulled the Ruger, and fired
a shot through the ceiling. The men sat back down.
Seth, by this point, had beaten the young man into a stupor, and
stood over at him, screaming imprecations at the young
lady...and I realized why she looked familiar. She looked very
much like Seth, as a matter of fact. The same eyes, you know
the deal.
Turns out that Seth didn't approve of his little sister being in a
place like this, or with a man covered in tattooes. He looked at
me, and told me to drag the tattooed guy out back, and he'd
meet me there, once he had Emilio (the bouncer) drive his
sister home.
I motioned at the young man, and two of the men who had
moved got up and dragged him out back by the feet. Still not
knowing whom they were going to support, I followed with my
pistol drawn. Once out back, I told the two men to bugger off,
and they returned to the bar.
A few minutes later, Seth came out back, and asked me to help
or kill me