Tuesday, December 21, 2021

P2 – Hard, Sad, Angry Night

 

P2 – Hard, Sad, Angry Night

Pat Powers


After arriving back in Florida, from Iowa, there was this communication sequence…..no alterations have been made…none needed. R is Reno, D is Daytona.


R Wonder what P2 is doing tonight?

D My guess is he spent the night at the local Eddyville watering hole wearing a football helmet, getting blitzed and screaming “see ya later fuckers!”

R FB helmet with no facemask, 3 sizes too small FB jersey #1”SISCO” on the back. Cheeks wet w/ tears.

R “Where’s the GOTDAM pork rinds?!?!!

R ….more tears

D telling everyone he’s going to Florida!!

R (whispers) see ya later fuckers

R pointing west

D writing on the bathroom walls….this place sucks

R before collapsing in his own vomit

R saved by the helmet

D and showing everyone how he’ll paddle his new kayak

R (laughing with tears emoji)

R Humming the Jaws theme

D Screaming…I’m gonna need a bigger boat!!

R But oddly sounds like John Wayne

R before passing out again

D btw P2 is a school board member…everyone in the bar has their phones out taking video

R (laughing emoji)

R A;; videos go to the “P2” album

R….already near capacity

D “Where the bitches at?!?!!” Making it rain with dollar bills

R “Corn Cookers” bills

R Bright yellow!

R He takes his pet mouse out of his front pocket

R “Not again”

R ….it’s dead

D Mouses name is “Rocket”

R Flattened

R Rocket 14

D Betting everyone he can make a 50 yd field goal

R holding a half inflated (Hello Kitty) beach ball

D goes to the car and brings back his junior high cleats……

D….”can any of you corncobs longsnap?”

R Hi-tops

R Speaking to the stuffed deer heads

D…swearing they been talking shit to him

R Before realizing he’s now in the Taco Bell next door

R Goes back out to look for his ’74 Pinto

D and the screwdriver he uses to start it

R Several pet mice hanging from the rearview mirror

R Rocket 1-13

D Passenger seat has a really old crusty mannequin he calls Mr Principal…..and beats it mercilessly

R Threatens to speed-dial Pat Summeral if it doesn’t STFU!

D Get’s out…salutes nothing impeticular and sings the EBF fight song…..softly

R The familiar sound of a skull hitting a car hood reverberates through the neighborhood

R crickets resume

D Front door locks echo through the town

R Good night, Sweet Prince

D Engine revs and everyone knows he has a snow plow blade attached to the front of the pinto…mailbox replacement coming

R (laughing emoji)

R tin cans from his 3rd marriage still tied behind the Pinto