California Conservation Corps. One day, one of the corps me
California Conservation Corps.
One day, one of the corps members was fired.
I was asked to meet everybody at the "Irrigation Pipe," at the cotton fields next to the C.C.C. center we were stationed at, to wish Tina Trujillio off.
I obliged them, and joined the party.
This was June 1981.
Had I known it was a beer drinking party, I would not have joined them.
They were drinking Lowenbrau Beer.
I was given a beer. I rejected it. But after being badgered to drink it, I did. It tasted malty, with a dry like taste. They kept passing me bottle after bottle! I drank seven in all!
Then on the way back to our dorm, Brian Mahan, and Gary, "D Day," Weiss, his uncle nicknamed him D Day, because he was born on June 06, 1956. D Day was June 06, 1946. Gary hated his whole name, for reason's unknown, he went by D Day.
Brian and D Day, helped me back to the dorm, because I was drunk, staggering, stumbling, and laughing at all they were saying to me.
At the dorm, on our beds, about to bed down for the night, with the lights turned off, by the office, at 10:00 PM, nightly, one of our dormees, James Johnston, ran from the bathroom, to his bed, carrying the toilet plunger.
Brian sat up in his bed, looked at me, I could see his silohuett. He said:
Brian: "You know Paul?! We got to get you drunk more often! Because when you are not drunk, you talk too much, when you are drunk all you do is laugh!"
I sat up in bed, looked right at Brian, and said:
Me: "No! Brian! I am acting like a total damned fool in front of people! And I hate it!"
Brian: "You know Paul?! I really envy you! You are drunk out of your mind! Being able to state how you are acting! I really envy you!"
D Day: "Hey?! James?! Couldn't you find a girl, so you took the toilet plunger to bed as a girl?!"
James: "Shut up! D Day!"
Brian: "Yeah! I saw that! Why did you take the toilet plunger to bed for?! James?! To pleasure yourself with the stick handle?!"
James: "Shut up! Brian Mahan!"
Brian: "Hey?! James?! Why is it when you get nervous, or scared you go Burbleurboeurbleurbleble?!"
James: "Shut up! Brian Mahan!"
D Day: "Yeah?! James?! Why do you go Burburburburburb?!"
James: "Shut up! D Day!"
Me: "James can't help it. He makes those sounds when he does get nervous, scared, or excited."
James: "Alright! That's it! That is it!"
Me: "James?! I was talking for you! Not against!"
James jumps out of his bed, taking his pillow, over to Brian's side, and whaps Brian hard with it.
Brian: "You know James?! I am as smart as you! I can do that too!"
Brian whaps James really hard, with his pillow! James whaps Brian with his! They whap each other over and over, about eight times, then James takes Brian by the throat, dives on him, right go down on the bed!
James: "I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"
Me: "Jaaaamessss! Nohhhhh!"
I jump out of bed, run to the bathroom, flip on the light switch, for the light, run back to Brian's section.
I barely touch Brian's wall locker. It falls down, pinning James down, between it and the wall heater.
James: "Paul Duran if you broke my arm! I am going to sue you!"
I and Brian pick up his wall locker up off of James, and set it upright. James stands to his feet. Brian pushes James knocking him down onto his own bed.
Brian: "James?! You don't know how to take doggin'!"
James: "Dogging? What's dogging?!"
Brian: "Doggin' means being picked on! I can take doggin'! D Day can take doggin'! Paul can take doggin'! But you can't take doggin'! It's about time you start to take doggin'!"
Comments
No comments yet.