At the Dunkin Donuts Mom left me in the car when this real big dude walks by wearing Cholo clothes even though it was, swear to fuck, maybe twenty degrees outside and here’s this motherfucker wearing khakis and a flannel shirt with a bandana way down over his eyes and no coat or nothing and I leaned out of the car and yelled “HEY YOU FUCKING WETBACK YOU FORGOT YOUR COAT” when Mom come out of the store and wanted to make me get out and apologize but I talked her into having me walk home from the park instead.
I laughed. I enjoyed your telling.
Lily
Dear Randy,
I like that kid. To bad he won’t live.
Aloha,
Doug
Better to freeze than to apologize, that’s what I always say. Great voice, Randy.
Now there’s someone who’s going to go far until he goes too far then he ain’t going nowhere. Nicely drawn character.
Haha, what Patrick said, only much less eloquently. Thanks for taking us into a hardened mind.
Hah! I sometimes think all us Friday Fictioneers should get a bit grittier. Loved it.
I can only add: I laighed, and loved it, too.
Oops, sorry, that should be ‘laughed’–iPad keyboard does not agree with me.
Well–that’s gritty alright. Kid needs to learn to listen though. Won’t be long ’til he mouths off to the wrong person and pays dearly.
Cheers!
MG