#grunt 01

He heard about these goons tryin’a harass the likes of anything that moves ( don’t just take it from him; he’d damn well heard the reports and seen those suckers decide that a bus stop was worth throwing a few gang signs at ) but did he expect them to be stupid enough — like, plain idiotic enough — to try and throw sass his way?

Some six-foot-three smelly guy with messy hair and a few spots on his moustache missing like he had any amount of his shit together? 

Okay, maybe sure, Izzy himself didn’t look all that threatening — despite him looking threatening in the strange sorta way that he might tell ya backyard stories that his pappy used to say till your ear falls off. But then again, the guy was just about as tall as him, so it’s not like Izzy’s size could make much of a difference past the fact that his wheezy laugh and overall-disheveled appearance made it look like some poor homeless guy he was gonna harass. So maybe not him, but what about good ol’ Turt, looking behind him to meet the grunt in the eye?