Stompy
Posted at 9:58 am on Tuesday, May 8, 2007, in Uncategorized, and tagged lit.
You remind me of this kid I knew back when; we called him “Stompy.”
While we were all playing whiffle ball, Stompy would put a stop to the game by stomping all over the field of play, spouting epithets right and left. Mothers would come running from all over the neighborhood to pick up their children and remove them from hostile Stompy.
As Stompy grew older he spent time in a home for juvenile delinquents. When Stompy was released from juvee, he was welcomed back to the neighborhood with a block party. It was at that block party that Stompy lost his virginity. Stompy and his new found love, a girl we never knew before the party but who had lived down the street all along, became the king and queen of the neighborhood.
And then high school came, and that is where the story of Stompy really takes off.
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May 9th, 2007 at 12:59 pm
This posting reminds me of that wonderful nature show, “Ren and Stompy.”