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From my most important 1973 New York archived Super 8 films:
Clips of my personal film collection permanently featured on Getty
Images models website for worldwide licensing:
I've seen The Greatest Athlete Who Ever Lived being loaded into a
wheelchair accessible van this morning. I was too far away to speak to
him. But it was him, I know it.
I guess these days his adament lifestyle has caught up with him. We
all live that lifestyle in this 'hood. Perhaps too much fooling around
with the girls (and perhaps the boys? I don't know) has caused this to
happen to him.
When we played softball he played shortstop and I played First Base.
Oh, of course if he were on your team you had an automatic win. That's
why he's the Greatest Athlete Who Ever Lived. In fact I thought HE was
God at first; then I found out he wasn't God; That God is the Pilar of
Fire of whom there is no one or nothing higher. Thou art the Christ OH
the Pilar of Fire, Thou art the Christ.
So he's playing shortstop and I'm playing first. Everytime someone hit
the ball to him he would hesitate for a moment then fire that fucking
thing towards me. I was not able to handle this Madness. I begged him
to please not wait til the last minute and try to knock me down with
your throw. I think he understood.
Then one day we were playing Catch me and him. I got tired and just
walked away without saying anything to him or asking him or anything.
The next thing I know I hear this "loud bee buzz" whizzing right past
my right earlobe. If that ball would've hit me I wouldn't be here
today.
So The Greatest Athlete Who Ever Lived is now in a wheelchair. I bet
he can still sign autographs at a million dollars a pop. Look out
Steiner! Hahahahaa. This is sad, very sad.