Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.
What should I have done? Should I have whipped around and slapped him? Stepped away and laughed? Shrugged him off with a growl? He had one hand snaked into my front pocket and the other on my other shoulder and I did none of those things. None of those things even entered my mind.
What I did was stick my hand in after his and push it slightly to the left…
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