Post by Sean on Apr 8, 2011 21:55:08 GMT -5
You Don't Mess Around With Jim,By Jim Croce[/i][/u]
Well,uptown got its hustlers,
The bowery got its bums,
42nd Street got Big Jim Walker,
He's a pool-shootin' son of a gun,
Yeah,he big and dumb as a dog can come,
But he's stronger than a country hoss,
And when the bad folks all get together at night,
You know they all call big Jim 'Boss' just because.
And they say:
You don't tug on Superman's cape,
You don't spit into the wind,
You don't pull the mask off that Lone Ranger,
And you don't mess around with Jim.
Well,outta south Alabama came a country boy,
He said I'm lookin' for a man named Jim,
I'm a pool-shootin' boy,
My name's Willy McCoy,
But down home they call me Slim.
Yeah,I'm lookin' for the king of 42nd Street,
He drivin' a drop top Cadillac.
Last week he took all my money,
And it may saound funny,
But I come to get my money back.
An' everybody said,"Jack,don't ya know?
That you don't tug on Superman's cape,
You don't spit into the wind,
You don't pull the mask off that Lone Ranger,
And you don't mess around with Jim.
Well,a hush fell over the pool room,
Ol' Jim came a boppin' in off the street.
And when the cuttin' were done,
The only part that wasn't bloody,
Was the soles of the big man's feet.
Yeah,he was cut in in bout a hundred places,
And he were shot in a couple more.
And you better believe,
They sung a different kind of story,
When big Jim hit the floor now they say
You don't tug on Superman's cape,
You don't spit into the wind,
You don't pull the mask off that Lone Ranger
And you don't mess around with Slim.
Name:Jim Walker
Gender:Male
Species:Mastiff/Boxer/Golden Retriever Mix.
History:Jim was abandoned as a pup.His dad,one of the biggest crime bosses in America,did not find out he had a son until he last 5 dogs in an operation.He had Jim brought before him....and saw a dog that,up until recently,he had thought dead:his father.Of course,it wasn't his father,and soon after realizing this,he adopted Jim,and raised him to be a crime boss,like himself.Of course,when he figured out Jim had only muscle,no brain,he began to exploit this instead.Soon,Jim was larger then most normal dogs.And he was also a lot stronger.He had very little brain,though,and so did not ever work alone.Then,he went to Chicago on a job,had a little...trouble,and never went home again.
Description:Standing at about 5'6",Jim is large.Most of it is pure muscle,intimidating most dogs.He has long,black fur,pointed ears,and yellow eyes.
Favored weapon:Brass Knuckles
Well,uptown got its hustlers,
The bowery got its bums,
42nd Street got Big Jim Walker,
He's a pool-shootin' son of a gun,
Yeah,he big and dumb as a dog can come,
But he's stronger than a country hoss,
And when the bad folks all get together at night,
You know they all call big Jim 'Boss' just because.
And they say:
You don't tug on Superman's cape,
You don't spit into the wind,
You don't pull the mask off that Lone Ranger,
And you don't mess around with Jim.
Well,outta south Alabama came a country boy,
He said I'm lookin' for a man named Jim,
I'm a pool-shootin' boy,
My name's Willy McCoy,
But down home they call me Slim.
Yeah,I'm lookin' for the king of 42nd Street,
He drivin' a drop top Cadillac.
Last week he took all my money,
And it may saound funny,
But I come to get my money back.
An' everybody said,"Jack,don't ya know?
That you don't tug on Superman's cape,
You don't spit into the wind,
You don't pull the mask off that Lone Ranger,
And you don't mess around with Jim.
Well,a hush fell over the pool room,
Ol' Jim came a boppin' in off the street.
And when the cuttin' were done,
The only part that wasn't bloody,
Was the soles of the big man's feet.
Yeah,he was cut in in bout a hundred places,
And he were shot in a couple more.
And you better believe,
They sung a different kind of story,
When big Jim hit the floor now they say
You don't tug on Superman's cape,
You don't spit into the wind,
You don't pull the mask off that Lone Ranger
And you don't mess around with Slim.
Name:Jim Walker
Gender:Male
Species:Mastiff/Boxer/Golden Retriever Mix.
History:Jim was abandoned as a pup.His dad,one of the biggest crime bosses in America,did not find out he had a son until he last 5 dogs in an operation.He had Jim brought before him....and saw a dog that,up until recently,he had thought dead:his father.Of course,it wasn't his father,and soon after realizing this,he adopted Jim,and raised him to be a crime boss,like himself.Of course,when he figured out Jim had only muscle,no brain,he began to exploit this instead.Soon,Jim was larger then most normal dogs.And he was also a lot stronger.He had very little brain,though,and so did not ever work alone.Then,he went to Chicago on a job,had a little...trouble,and never went home again.
Description:Standing at about 5'6",Jim is large.Most of it is pure muscle,intimidating most dogs.He has long,black fur,pointed ears,and yellow eyes.
Favored weapon:Brass Knuckles
