Saturday, August 22, 2009

HatchetMan?


Troy came over afterschool, and going home until tomorrow. I try to get to know him a bit more each time I talk with him.

I know he is just a teenager... BUT ICP, and HATCHMAN?? What a sense of security. Ya got homies, ya got Juggalos.. and mess with the Juggalettes.. It's a fucking family.. you back them up.. you fuck them up all together.. What a mess.

Other than that, he is just a normal kid with an attitude. He is so into finding out about fighting.. I told him.. you know the basics.. you wrestled.. what more do you need? You want to kick ass, do it like a man and kick ass.. not with guns and ganging up on one person and slice them up.

Try using your mind.. I see his scars from other dog fights.. I shook my head told him it all for nothing. I told him I hope you grow up fast enough to make sense of your life.. Cuz, what you're playing is just a bullshit game with painted clowns.. Uneducational bullshit.

I didn't get into getting the message through.. we just cracked some jokes about things and I sincerely told him about how it really is to kill someone. The smell, the look, the power you feel.. (if you don't watch it, you might become a serial killer always looking for a thrill). I got those from hubs.. he was in a war back in his Army days..and to this day, he still feels them.. sees them..

The HatchetMan.. hopefully he will overcome this little phase in life and starts getting into something more meaningful.