prettyb0y

I was reminded of two old friends, yesterday. And of an event that occured over a decade ago. Made me sad and happy at the same time.

Scene: Dark forest. Tabitha and I running. In between us, being half-supported half-dragged, a limping Yoshi.

Tabitha: "Quick. This way."
Me:"The river. I don't think we should get wet."
Tabitha: "Wijiwig?"
Me: "What?"
Tabitha: "Exactly."
Me: "Huh?"
Tabitha: "What?"
Pause.
Me: "What are we talking about?"
Tabitha: "I don't know that's why I asked."
Me: "Asked what?"
Tabitha: "Right."
Longer pause.
Yoshi: "I swear, if I bleed to death, while you two bakatades are acting out an Abbott and Costello scene, I'm going to kill you."
Me: "That would be hard. Seeing in that, you'd be dead."
Tabitha: "Just keep applying pressure and stop bitching, wus."
Me: "Monko, monko, monko."
Yoshi: "I hate you, right now."
Tabitha: "Thanks. We try."

LOL! We shared some bad times, together, and did bad things, but we always seemed to have fun doing them. Or maybe that's how we chose to see our wild youth.

But then what then what the hell do I know. I'm just babbling.