One
day, I was ascending stairs to the house of a kid I tutor for math, when he
opens the door; shit-eating grin, expectant, knowing full well that I could not
possibly ignore his t-shirt…fucking SLAYER.!
Since
this portal, the kiddo has all but made plans to be the next Kerry King! We
mostly read books that are hard for dyslexic middle-schoolers to read and do
math that one might need, were one to not get ripped off at the local grocery
store and/or bodega. This kid is a pretty bad-ass human-in-training, so I try
to shoot as straight as I can with him.
If
he were to come up with jams like “We Deserve This” within the first two years
of his culling friends to be part of a band in his small town, I’d be happy for
him. He’s scared of talking to “girls”, but he and I both know we need a lead
singer here… I really hope he studies Kerry King more, and out-shines my own
guitar skillzzz.
and/or
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- Jacob An Kittenplan