Chapters (38)
- Cover
- Also By Daniel Kraus
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Money
- Supermilk
- Bugs
- My Wiener
- Gwendolyn
- Midget
- Walgreen
- Dick Trickle
- Scrapbook
- Apples
- Dag
- Love
- My Wiener Part 2: The Two Towers
- Moms
- Phone Call
- Phone Call 2
- Punch
- Robbie
- Natural Light
- Flypaper
- Kyle
- Queen
- Fam
- Dragon
- Walgreen 2
- Dick Trickle 2
- Feast
- Shower
- Music
- The Fly
- My Wiener Part 3: The Return of the King
- Mrs F
- Ghosts
Hate to say it but I agree. Least it explains why Robbie has so many stupid behaviors. Back in school he chilled at this place The Lung, where if you was a athlete you could play pool and darts and smoke up and drink lots and the owners just laughed and said what a good game you boys played. Couple years after he attacked Coach S, brain damaged Robbie went back to The Lung, I guess cuz he was lonely and thought bygones were bygone, and he told me he got the worst beating he ever got. He coughed up gunk for a month.
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The most maniacal mightyducker was this boy Ketchum, #69 back when he played with Robbie. When I heard that name I cracked how Ketchum better be ketchum some touchdown passes but Robbies never appreciative of puns. Anyway he informed me Ketchum was a offensive guard that worshipped Coach S, so when he saw Robbie in The Lung he didnt waste any time clobbering fat boy in the head with a glass pitcher. Must a been a miracle pitcher from god cuz it didnt crack, not even after Ketchum did Robbie with it about fifty times. Ketchum filled that pitcher with beer and last thing Robbie saw before he passed out was his own blood mixed up in beer, swirling around, and #69 slurping it right down his throat.
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Back when he used to earn some chip, Robbie got lifted constant, smoking and snorting and philosophing like he was a deep ass dude, and now and then he reflected on The Lung, how later it felt like the whole town was drinking his blood every day. Screwing up his car back when he owned a car. Having hos fake flirt then laugh in his face. Getting his hard working ass fired from every piece a crap job there was. Making fun a how he didnt have any people no more. Just doing him wrong over and over just because he didnt know how to stop getting butt thumbed in a locker room when he was little. So, yeah, robocop. Hes got rage. Hes got it deep. Took him a time but now fat boys ready to step up.
Natural Light
Natural Light
Dag and me were proud about choosing Three Musketeer instead of Snickers but now Im having doubts. Robbie selects some items from what he calls the utility drawer. Tacks and nails and staples and pins. Fat boys getting creative. He snaps off the sharp edge of a thing a packing tape. Practically slices his thumb off while he does it. But when we try getting all the sharp objects inside candy bars? Nope. Three Musketeers too fluffy. Keeps squooshing out like pus. Fat boy pushes this sharp little screw in a Three Musketeer real careful and asks how it looks and I reply honest. It looks like a Three Musketeer with a screw in it!
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