“He said, Boy, never fight until you have to. But when it’s time to fight, you fight like you’re the third monkey on the ramp at Noah’s Ark… and brother, it’s startin’ to rain.”
She grinned, “That’s it. You even got the voice right.”
We were both quiet for a minute.
“I’m gonna miss the old son of a b*tch,” she muttered.
“What was that he said to you? she asked.
“He said, Boy, never fight until you have to. But when it’s time to fight, you fight like you’re the third monkey on the ramp at Noah’s Ark… and brother, it’s startin’ to rain.”
She grinned, “That’s it. You even got the voice right.”
We were both quiet for a minute.
“I’m gonna miss the old son of a b*tch,” she muttered.