How far can you Drive a Car?

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
Story from early in my life.

Submitted: April 14, 2013

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How far can you Drive a Car?

 

Growing up in the city the name John Wexler brings back fond memories of my childhood. No John was no friend of mine, he was however the stupidest human being I have ever met. Late one night my friend Jack “The Rat” Boxinton and I were walking down the dark city streets and we saw John wearing his customary Atlanta Falcons football helmet. I ask, “What are you doing, Wexler?” He responds by telling me, “I am cleaning the streets.” As he repeatedly slams his head into a light post.

Of course you cannot talk about John without speaking of his brother, Donnie. His name was Donnie Wexler, but the whole neighborhood called him “Purvis”, for reasons I still do not understand to this day. Anyways, he was actually pretty smart. Early in his life he was president of the “4-H” club at Martin Luther King, Jr. High School; however, once the 1940’s rolled around he made the mistake of getting caught up running the Hitler Youth Movement at the school. Last I heard about him was from my buddy J.C.D.X.A. who said that he, “Heard Donnie died in a cold water electrical fire.” Whatever that means.

So it is my opinion that their parents were responsible. To sum them up: their dad claims he shot JFK with a cannon from the Civil War, and their mother, well she likes to collect Magenta colored crayons and melt them into clothes and purses.

The moral of this story is that if you raise your kids right than they turn out alright, but if you raise them wrong then both parents should be fined right around five thousand dollars to pay for the cost to the rest of society for having to deal with their children.


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