auntie em, we aint in kanzass anymore
temperatures this evening seem to be warmer than usual. the air is very dense and moiste. marjauana makes one an onlooker, retarded and sluggish compared to the normal speed of the real world passing by. but even before that started, something.
his red mini-van passed by, and there was a large group of us rowdy teenachers cheering the vehicle on as is sped into the jr parking lot at the highschool.
"pow! pow!" matt whalen squeaked as steve hamilton and some 'buddies' of his rolled by. and then this kid gets outta the car. he's black. tough lookin fella in baggy clothes; so baggy that you cannot see what he conceals beneatht them. gets right up in whalen's face, probably a few inches away...
some dialogue proceeds while the group of 15 or so stares in deathly silence:
kid: "what you say?"
whalen: "'pow' 'pow"
kid: "i heard you say black power?"
whalen: "no, why would i say that?"
kid: "you don't even know me"
whalen: "i didn't say anything!"
zach trehan: "look, i'm sorry about my friend, i'll talk to him. he really didn't mean anything"
kid: "yeah, but you don't even know me"
(stares whalen down)
whalen: "i don't want to start any fights"
kid: "you got all these people here"
whalen: "fighting isn't good"
(hammy walkes over from the car) hammy: "dude, hand me the poker"
(kid hands over the 'poker')
they walk back to hammy's car and speed away.
y'all know what a poker is, don't ya?
Medfield, MA, people. Medfield, MA.
his red mini-van passed by, and there was a large group of us rowdy teenachers cheering the vehicle on as is sped into the jr parking lot at the highschool.
"pow! pow!" matt whalen squeaked as steve hamilton and some 'buddies' of his rolled by. and then this kid gets outta the car. he's black. tough lookin fella in baggy clothes; so baggy that you cannot see what he conceals beneatht them. gets right up in whalen's face, probably a few inches away...
some dialogue proceeds while the group of 15 or so stares in deathly silence:
kid: "what you say?"
whalen: "'pow' 'pow"
kid: "i heard you say black power?"
whalen: "no, why would i say that?"
kid: "you don't even know me"
whalen: "i didn't say anything!"
zach trehan: "look, i'm sorry about my friend, i'll talk to him. he really didn't mean anything"
kid: "yeah, but you don't even know me"
(stares whalen down)
whalen: "i don't want to start any fights"
kid: "you got all these people here"
whalen: "fighting isn't good"
(hammy walkes over from the car) hammy: "dude, hand me the poker"
(kid hands over the 'poker')
they walk back to hammy's car and speed away.
y'all know what a poker is, don't ya?
Medfield, MA, people. Medfield, MA.