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I was just thinking about this time in 8th grade, when I was walking home from school. There was a guy named Shawn that I went to school with who had a dad that was in the Army in 'Nam, and his mom was Vietnamese. He was a crazy stoner freak, but the guy would also walk out of his way to come to the house after school on a lot of different days.
There was also a kid named Jason that we went to school with, who was a real asshole. At one point, I tried to pick a fight with him, but instead he sicced his big friend on me, and I had to take a bit of a beating.
Anyway,. a couple of weeks later, his buddy was out of school for the day, and Jason mixed it up with one of the jocks, a guy named Steve. After school they were at the ol squarin' off spot. Jason tried to get out of the fight, but Steve delivered him a brief but effective beating.
After things wrapped up. Shawn looked over at me and said "How'd you like the entertainment?" It's not as funny if you don't hear his voice, but it still tickles me to think about it.
There was also a kid named Jason that we went to school with, who was a real asshole. At one point, I tried to pick a fight with him, but instead he sicced his big friend on me, and I had to take a bit of a beating.
Anyway,. a couple of weeks later, his buddy was out of school for the day, and Jason mixed it up with one of the jocks, a guy named Steve. After school they were at the ol squarin' off spot. Jason tried to get out of the fight, but Steve delivered him a brief but effective beating.
After things wrapped up. Shawn looked over at me and said "How'd you like the entertainment?" It's not as funny if you don't hear his voice, but it still tickles me to think about it.