THE BOOZING BARBER

Hey babe, wanna come back to my place for a cocktail...sure babe...no problem babe...come back to my place and we'll have a few drinks babe...when you pass out...i'll stick a funnel in your mouth and drown you an alcohol...how do you like that babe...i watched a doc once upon a time that said that's how jimi hendrix died...anyway, came across Gilbert Paul Jordan aka the Boozing Barber in this new Willie Pickton book i'm reading...Gilbert killed around 10 women in the vancouver area in his time...usually native prostitutes from the downtown eastside...looks like he assualted another 200 or so from 1965 to when he died in Victoria in 2006...he got his nickname because he was a barber and an alcoholic...guy received like a 4 or 6 year manslaughter sentence and was allowed to roam around after that...fuck i bet if i robbed the 7-11 for a bag of diapers right now i'd be in the slammer for more than 4 fucking years...sometimes i feel you can get away with murder better than doing other illegal shit...but fuck...butt fuck?...imagine getting your hair cut from this guy...imagine getting a close shave from this guy?...some of the dead chicks were found with an alcohol content of .79 in their guts...i think that's what i had in my system when i almost killed a raccoon one fateful night...under the criminal code you can be charged with .08 in your systems...man, hangovers are bad enough, imagine dying from booze!?...maybe they got better hangover cures in the afterlife though...who knows...

"Down the hatch, baby, i'll give you 10 dollars...twenty...fifty...whatever you want...come on...i want to see you get it all down..." - G.P.J.