Playing pool and drinking beer. Nothin more'n the. occasional tear. But this man's life goes on. and he gets. greased all over. from time to time. At the strip joint where we met. He said 'Hi my name is Ted. See that one over there. That ball of thunder. Every time she goes Vavoom. I wiggle in my chair. Can I buy you a beer?. What a guy. 'I've had a few myself' he said. 'But I never quit when I'm ahead. Too many rules and regulations. Stupid laws designed by fools behind closed doors. And another thing I won't discuss is religion. It always causes a fight. Vavoom. There she goes again. 'How does she do that' said Ted. And he told me. of those unjustices (that). He had suffered in his life. His wife and kids. and boss and dogs. and neighbours. Raising cain and causing strife. They were forever whining. Bleating howling yapping screeching moaning crying. Vavoom. He fed them well. He keep them warm. Thing about Ted. he didn't really care. Nothing much got in his hair. and the beauty of it was. that he was right. He was big as a truck. and fast as a door. (what's that?). he was always right. The banjo player took a hike. What's that song. I used to like. Vavoom. He was big as a truck. Fast as a door - Ted. Ted the man our Ted