![]() The case was never opened and never left the FUCK's side. The Forgotten Crazy Kid carried a large briefcase to every class and never talked. That same year an assistant basketball coach accidentally ran over Rick with a golf cart in P.E. His hirsute body, however, led him to Senior year back waxings. Rick Ricardi's hairline receded in the ninth grade. When not resorting his online fantasy football roster from his suburban Atlanta home, he drives a Korean car. He wears discount golfing attire from strip-mall department stores and a Motorola clipped to his belt. After I flicked the back of his ear repeatedly in seventh grade Geography class, Justin grew a beer gut and became a computer systems integration analyst for CSC, who forced him to take an etiquette course to better hand clients.
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