Styrofoam

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Styrofoam

By Brian Michael Barbeito
Nov. 14, 2006

‘ I kill a guy.’

‘ You mean you’d kill a guy.’

‘ Ya. I kill a guy.’

‘ Why?’

‘ To kill a guy? I kill a guy if anyone touch my daughter. If a guy touch my daughter, then I kill a guy. I kill a guy with a gun. If a guy touch my daughter, that mean I could kill a guy. I take a gun. I get a gun, go kill a guy. I don’t worry to kill a guy that way.’

‘ Do you have a gun?’

‘ No gun. I get a gun. I get a gun fast. Money get a gun. That all. Money get everything.’

‘ Then what?’

‘ Then I go shoot the guy. If I go jail, I go jail, but the guy touch my daughter dead already. I kill a guy.’

‘ Have you ever killed someone? Or come close.’

‘ Not really. One time I could kill two guys. Scare them good. They driving in a fast car behind my truck. They tailing me and won’t stop. I had a big chain with me. I got out at the red light and walked up to the car. I started smashing the window the front window, over and over again. Smashed it. If they get out, I smash them too, good. They didn’t get out. Two of them too. One of me. Then I leave. Nothing else happen. They were too scared.’

‘ Neat.’

‘ You read books?’

‘ Sometimes.’

‘ I read a couple books.’

‘ Which books?’

‘ Cowboy books.’

‘ You hungry?’

‘ Ya. I could eat a dog, from that lady.’

‘ The hot dog lady?’

‘ Ya. I could eat a dog. I used to get a dog off her. Or a sausage. But once I eat it I feel to sleep.’

‘ I eat food from her almost every day. I love it. They have everything there possible to put on a sausage.’

‘ What you put on it?’

‘ Everything they got.’

‘ What?’

‘ Ketchup, mustard, relish, pickles, tomatoes, bacon bits, sauerkraut, onions, hot peppers, I can’t remember what else. Grated cheese. That’s what. And maybe more. They have the Styrofoam containers. That folds over. She doesn’t care. You could put everything in there. It’s like eating a salad also. And it always comes with a free pop. She’s nice too. The husband, when he’s there, he’s not too nice. I guess that’s all they do. I guess that’s all they could do, once all the time is taken. I mean, they have to be there, right? And between certain times, and every day, and get all the stuff ready all the time. They have Polish or Italian sausage. She’s nice. She’s Polish actually. I’m sure of it. Polish or something close like Polish. All those people seem the same to me, but for some reason I think she is Polish.’

‘ A tall lady come in hear earlier, and I feast my eyes on her. She make my day, just to see her.’

‘ How tall.’

‘ Really tall. Six feet tall.’

‘ That’s too tall.’

‘ Not for me. I like a big woman.’

‘ That’s too tall.’

‘ One day I gonna wash my hands of this.’

‘ Oh.’

‘ I don’t do this forever.’

‘ Good. I guess.’

‘ I just do this for now.’

‘ Me too. I like the hotdogs though. The sausages more. I’m going to get one. You want one?’

‘ No.’

‘ Okay.’

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