Who'd win in a fight? Kicky or Gus?

<Holds button and gazes while thinking "I have to get out of this business"> Thanks for shaving!

How the hell did I miss this thread? Damn, I have to become more of a hermit. So what's the verdict? Who would win?

Well Kicky, I'm afraid you've been somewhat dissed here.

They do not know - as I do - that your body is registered as a dangerous weapon.
That you are only learning Italian because you are a disciple of the legendary Chinese-Italian martial arts master, Ma Fun Gul.
That I have provided you with my secret regimen of strength and toughening exercises. I can't reveal the details to them, of course, but it does involve a lot of pounding sand.

I love to pound my sand, as you know...

Best line I've heard in a long time! I'm savin' it!!!

As Paula gazed at the Vote Bush! button Travis had given her as part of the tip she thought:"I've gotta get outta this business, this guy's a moron!"

Just then, out of the womens rest room, Mr. Ma Fan Gul came mincing out in his awkward f**k me pumps.

No one has won yet, you and Gus are momentarily incapacitated.

"Give me back my shoes!" Paula shrieked, as she watched the martial arts master stretch out her brand new Manolos. "I was saving those for kicky!"

Okay, well then when I regain consciousness, I'll tell you a story about a fight that me and Gus had one time long ago.

One for Kicky and one for Gus, mind you!

Travis McGee lit yet another cigarette, scratching the match on Kinky's slack jaw.

Kicky stirred and stretched his arms as if begging for supplication.

Make it a good one! I'm watching you.................

Kicky read the Gus vs. Kicky thread and decided he'd better take action. Dressing up in his favorite military uniform and grabbing his rifle, he raced to the street outside the hotel that Gus was staying at and stared upward at Gus's window, hoping to get a shot at the fabled Jedi master as he walked past the window. A movement caught Kicky's eye. An attractive black lady with a large red bowl on her head walked by in a slow, seductive manner.

"What jugs!" kicky exclaimed in a hoarse whisper.



The woman heard kicky's statement and smiled demurely, beckoning kicky toward her. Dropping his rifle in the street, kicky raced after the departing woman like a pathetic dog in heat. She disappeard into the alley with the sniffing kicky hot on her tail.

Three stories above, Gus quietly watched the scene unfold from his window. "Mabel has done a fine job of luring kicky into my trap" thought Gus, as he turned away from the window and began to sharpen his knives.

I vote for a fair match! A tie. Whether they'll both lie or both die is up in the air though.

Kicky pursued the mysterious sexy woman down an alley, calling to her. she turned and smiled at him, beckoning him to follow. As she led him through a maze of alleyways and sidestreets, Kicky noticed that it was getting dark.

His instincts told him there was something amiss here, but his love for the punani was his weakness, and he would not, could not let this exotic beauty get away.

And so he followed, always keeping a few yards behind, anticipating the taste of her lips, the feel of her body, completely forgetting Gus, his wily adversary.

It was dark now, and when she turned the next corner, he lost her. Suddenly he realized that he had been tricked by his old nemesis. He looked around at the strange people and the wild dogs that inhabited the alleyway, cursing himself for dropping his rifle, trying to guess from which direction his attack would come...

Kicky

Great writing job. And the pic was a good choice, it's eerie and ghostly like. It's giving me the creeps.

Kicky felt around in his pockets, looking for something he might use as a weapon, should Gus ambush him here in the dark...nothing but a pack of Marlboros, three condoms, some loose change, and his trusty zippo. He muttered some curse words in italian, and lit up a smoke.

Let it be this place then. Let the battle happen here, he thought, as he took a drag. The alleyway was uninhabited now, and the tip of his cigarette was bright against the darkness. He began to have the strangest feeling that he was being watched...

Meanwhile, back at the swamp...a mysterious stranger came looking to woo gus' women while he was preparing for his showdown with Kick...He had a swagger about him the women found irresistible...he was able to speak to them in spanish and play a mean flamingo guitar...PaulaJ, willow, and Shewolf started plotting.....