Long Haul Suckers
My brother snuck out, so I got up, and followed him. To see his girlfriend, at least I hoped he was hooking up with his girlfriend… I say that, because he was dressed like a burglar, I guess. He turned around, to climb down the corner of the porch. The mask wasn’t that different, because we all got used to seeing people in masks, but the black pants, shoes, and hoody with the drawstrings pulled tight like Kenny. (“You killed Kenny, you Bastard!” From South Park?) He never dressed like that, because even being white, if the cops see you sneaking around at night, dressed like that. They’re going to assume you’re breaking into bedroom windows, instead of sneaking out of one. So, I pulled on some pajama bottoms, and slippers. I took a mask, …