Joe King was a slight young man with a deferred vacant mug. He was adequately fumbling through his first work day at Joy Youngs' as a bus boy. The truth is his real name wasn't Joe King and he was actually from Viet Nam. But, for 1963 era Birmingham, he was chinese enough.
As he approached the Bear's table the fousome were breaking up with laughter over a joke that Pat James told about an Alabama linebacker from Arab and an Auburn tight end from Pascagula, Miss. Joe King reached for an appetizer plate littered with a half eaten egg roll and six Kent "king sized" cigarrette butts. The Bear did not relish the interruption and in an unintelligable rant proceeded to hurl a verbal whippin' at Joe which ended with "commie gook". The entire restaurant was silenced by this outburst. A young boy seated in the commissary below was particulaly shaken by the experience. He never fogot it.
clay
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