I’m having real trouble breathing, but I know I can’t stop. I roll over, and crawl over to him. My left arm is numb and not working very well. So ... punch him in the head with my right arm. He doesn’t get up or fight back. I see a lot of blood pooling in the alley under him. He’s making gasping noises as he tries to breathe. I think I might have damaged or even crushed his windpipe. I climb on his back and wrap my right arm around his neck and pull back. He grabs my forearm and starts squeezing. I soon had a ball gag tightenedaround my head."Have you ever felt a riding crop or a cane?" I shook my head no."You are in for a real learning experience then." I heard a swish andthen felt a searing pain on my backside. It was quickly followed byfour more. The pain was intense. "That was a riding crop. I enjoyriding horses, so I'm pretty good with it." I heard another swish andfelt a pain so intense I thought I was going to pass out. It wasfollowed in short order by four more. "That was a. "Nobody showed up to my high school graduation ceremony. When I got home I saw that they were having a wild party so I decided to leave."Grandpa took a few sips from his coffee then he said "That ain't right".Andy looked at his beloved grandparents and he said to them"May I stay here for a few days? I promise I will start looking for an apartment or house to rent right away and I will start looking for work as soon as possible."Grandma looked at her beloved grandson and she said to him. "Andy. Nominee.I’ll be honest and admit that I was surprised by the strength of Mitt Romney and Mike Huckabee. The three men weren’t as close as the two leading Dems were, but I had expected John to be the prohibitive front runner at this point. I was doing what I could for him. He certainly had my public endorsement, but that was to be expected. If I didn’t endorse my own Vice President as my replacement, I was telling the world I had picked somebody unqualified, which would reflect poorly on me..