by Victor Lembrey
The whole fucking neighborhood was there for crying out loud! I mean everybody, everybody from the park to the boulevard to the burned-out gas station, the whole fucking square footage of the whole fucking neighborhood. Even Billy Noodles was there - Billy Fucking Noodles! - and that stupid fuck never comes out for anything, never, and don't even get me started on him and his stupid sister Theresa, because that's besides the fucking point. "What the fuck is a juice bar?" said Apple Sauce, a good question if you ask me. Donny Boy told him to shaddup and buy some juice. So he did, and I did - the whole fucking neighborhood did - 'cause that's what friends do, am I right?
Victor Lembrey mixes fact with fiction on a regular basis.