scared off?  hardly.    i just got a little more ticked than i should have.  
    i dont like skinnies for a variety of reasons.  in october of 93 i was sitting on greenramp waiting for clinton to give us the green light to help my brothers... he hung them out to dry.   
    i also live in an area where there are plenty of somolians.   seeing them and witnessing what i have,  they are PURE scum.  one day at the gas station i had my newborn son in the carseat as i was filling my tank,  there was a skinny filling up his on the other side.   he was glaring with pure hatred at my baby, and i KNOW he would have killed him if given the chance, i saw it in his eye.   needless to say, a milisecond after i noticed the situation i ended it and put fear into his heart.  these people have no regard for life; and i have no regard for them.  the only thing they respect is strength, power, and raw force.    
   i am not as gracious as dee, my enemies get no quarter or mercy from me.   and i could waste skinnies all day long whilest whistling "dixie" the whole time.   fact is i would just as soon kill 'em as look at them.   and no, it wouldnt bother me in the least bit.   i have faced death enough times that i know where the bear does his buisness in the briar patch.   i could smoke them day in, day out, and think of new and creative ways of doing it just to keep it fresh.