Johnny Moss, who was the poker room boss at that time, and I were down on the floor trying to find all them chips. I can't repeat his answer. The next thing I know, one of them big ol' dealers came over and I fell backward over a chair. While he had me down, the lady dealer started beating me on the head with her high heels. Every time I've ever gotten into a fight or scuffle, I've always gotten the worst of it.
Nobody ever wins in a fight, anyway.
He's a little biddy, lovable, pussycat. I remember back when I was a paperboy and I'd go to these yards to leave the paper, and there would be some ol' dog that would come runnin' out to the fence. He's gonna' just eat you up. Well, you'd open the gate and he'd just run up under the porch. And that's about the way I am.