beside the jiffypop

it was a hot summer afternoon-

i think it was 92 degrees out that day-

fucking hot-

a scorcher

a bitch



im walking down the street -checking out all the hot chicks in short skirts

thinking about fucking them -one by one

fuck-nice fucking tits

hello fucking kitty



BUMP

some prick walks right into me

hey- fuck you- watch where the fuck you going man i rage

its some fucking 19 year old asshole w/a fucking i know it all chip on his shoulder

like hes the boss of the sidewalk

he wakes me from my pre pubescent sexual revelrie and tells me to-

go fuck yourself

then abruptly turns into the 711 to his right



i stop in my tracks

dumbfounded

turn

and walk into the store

right past him in the other aisle-he doesnt see me

or forgot what i looked like that fast

too many bong hits and all



i walk straight to the back of the store to the coolers

open it up

grab an ice cold arizona ice tea in the glass bottle

walk up the aisle- this time the same aisle as the asshole

right up behind him-

my arm arcs- the bottle in hand

connects with the side of his face as i came up from behind

connecting- splitting his face open to the cheekbone

a crimson niagara falls of blood

spraying all over the jiffy pop

and the depends

-why these two items were stocked side by side remains unknown

and i walk out the front door of the store

and jump in a cab

i wonder-

i hope my girlfriend picked something up for supper