<strong>Vern ~ NOOOOO!</strong><br/><br/>Not many things bothered Vern. He had a short list of mortal sins because Vern took his leisure time seriously. Watching a good fight whether participating in it or on the tube was his escape. It kept him from death row.<br/><br/>Most People in Vern’s opinion people were annoying.  His leisure time allowed him to take out that pent up frustration he would other wise use on the unlucky sot that happened to cross his path when he was on his last nerve.<br/><br/>Vern heard Evie screaming as the boot was sailing past his shoulder heading straight for the tube. Everything went into slow motion. His arm thrust out. His hand opened. The bottle dropped to the coffee table and beer cascaded to the floor as his finger tips brushed the leather of the boot without making full contact.<br/><br/>“FUUUUUCCCKKKKIN AHHHHH!!”<br/><br/>He watched in open mouth horror as the size 13 crashed into the glass and the monitor shatter. The monitor was still hissing and sparking when he reached out and snagged her.<br/><br/>“IF I miss this game, YOU are SOOO DEAD!!”<br/><br/>He tossed the pizza into the chip bag then the other sandwich. The beer was a goner but he knew where he could get more in a hurry.<br/><br/>He didn’t say anything else. He just grabbed the bag and held onto Evie’s hair half walking half dragging her as he raced out the apartment.