Kenny and Bruce were these two friends who were always trying to figure out different ways to get money.  You know, just trying to survive.  So Kenny comes up with this idea that they go downtown and take their shirts off and see if anybody were willing to pay them to hit each other.   And people were.  Sometimes they wanted Kenny to hit Bruce, and sometimes they wanted Bruce to hit Kenny.  And sometimes they just paid them to beat the living hell out of each other, often offering whoever won something extra.  And at the end of the night, they always made some pretty serious money, more than they ever made with a guitar.  So one day this guy says he’ll pay Kenny if he hits Bruce with a board.  They’d never used weapons before, and it was easy to see where it could be going, but the guy offered twice as much as they ever made before, so Kenny hit Bruce with the board.  And then one night some guy brought some brass knuckles, and another night this guy had a pair of nunchucks.  And finally, one night this guy pulls out a piece.  And he’s willing to pay Kenny if he’ll shoot Bruce.  And he did.  No hesitation.  Shot him right in the chest.  Because he knew that if it had been the other way around, if the guy had chosen Bruce to shoot Kenny, Bruce would’ve done it.  After all, they had a deal.  And nothing’s worse than somebody who breaks a deal.