wickedflea | (no subject)

In the eighth or ninth grade, Craig Nichols had an unfortunate altercation with Lori Anklam. They got into it over something, and before anyone knew what was happening, Lori took out a big kitchen knife and slashed at Craig. I wasn't there, but my friends and I heard about it soon after it happened. And just after we heard, the Vile Fiend and I saw Craig walking across the schoolyard. He had a gaping horizontal hole in his shirt, but he wasn't bleeding or anything, so I guess she didn't get any flesh, just the fabric. Anyway, one of us said, "Craig! What happened, man?" And he answered, with a crazed look, "She sliced me!" and kept right on going.

I've always loved the way he said that. It sounded a lot like this. But when I play the incident back in my head, it always slows down and sounds more like this. Funny how your brain can fuck with things. My brain, anyway.