Didn’t you say you were in Westfield or something? That’s like barely western ma.
Chicopee and Westfield.
Mid 80s to early 90s.
Moved in with some Bat shit crazy pussy i met through a navy buddy.
Sweet as candy until she started drinking.
Then meaner than a witch.
She cleared out quiet a few bars in those days.
But damn that body was well worth the trouble.
We still speak and Shes calmed down and recovering
To put it in perspective.
On Sundays mornings we'd drive to her parents house in Southwick.
By noon The dishes were already flying off the walls and arms swinging.
Full family affair.
Then we'd pop another bottle and all was fine for a few minutes.
Then the shit would hit the fan again and go on all day and night
Only good news is she was able to handle herself. I never worried about her getting attacked or mugged. That poor bastard would have never made it home lol
Shes the only woman i ever struck.
She came at me with a watermelon knife and wouldn't back down
Nipped me in the leg and i popped her hard on the cheek
Jheez she didn't even flinch.
She just got meaner.
I had to run out of the apartment before one of us got murdered.
