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
Everybody in Middle Earths son of somebody. Thats how it oughta be. Just think a Robbie. Maybe his folks are gone but he did say he was the great great great great great grandson of an Irish king and also has a aunt whos giving him a caribbean house and also a distant relative of Robert E Lee. Maybe one of them is true. Maybe all of them is true. Makes me wonder who Jodys got. Who Jodys really got. If my Barack Obama pops dont ever show and Moms dont ever get better and Robbie gets his ass hauled off to jail. Maybe Jodys not son of nobody. Im ruminating on this gloomy ass concept when the bus pulls up and both me and Robbie get coughing from exhaust and I realize how not a single one a Robbies clocks were ringing when we left. Yo. Bad omen, man. For real.
Kyle
Kyle
Time to time I ride the bus to Yellow Street when its icy cold but this route isnt my route and Im not acquainted with these particular crackheads. Whole back a the bus is took up by this white lady that breathes like a pig and is wearing scraps a rags all filthed together. Across the aisle from me is this black brother and hes a straight up junkie with his skin mightyducked and his teeth mightyducked and his eyeballs jerking around like he thinks the whole group a us are gonna pull our knives. Theres also this gal that looks real normal except every five minutes she screams out incredible truth bombs like <ALL MY BANK ACCOUNTS, WHY ARE THEY SHRINKING?> and <THE CHINESE CONTROL THE PRESIDENT!> I dig this bitch! Too bad shes gonna end up playing checkers with Lotte.
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Then this dude with no legs gets his wheelchair lifted in with a elevator thing and even though it takes a long time its fascinating cuz I enjoy science. Robbie though hes so impatient he starts hollering at No Legs Man about how hes gonna be No Arms Man too if he doesnt hurry his ass up. Other folks give Robbie applause like they think handicappers are the root of all evil. Violence is thick up in that bitch. I wish I had my Barack Obama mask so I coulda gone to the front all presidential and been like <All us robocops got to chill cuz at the end a the day all a us are Americans and we got to deal with our stupid ass problems together.>
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