Thrasher Magazine April 1990 — Page 39
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About Matthew S. Mintzer. "I dislike Hypocrates. Animal
Experiments, Animal Cruelty, I also hate eating Meat-I like to
eat anything that doesn't run for its life in fields, or anything that
was not recently undered to death! Also, I take notice that people
don't want to be different, because it frightens them to be dif
ferent, they've got this fear of alienation, of not being accepted
It is different with me. I feel, because I couldn't give a toas, really,
I don't worry about what people think about me! I also don't wish
to live what wasn't or is not life, living is so dear, so many things
to do, see, say, and so many things to eat and so many colors
to dye your hair! And I feel that when people go to school, everyone
uncomfortable in their little seats and desks, and under all that
pressure, with mean looking teachers, giving tons of homework,
is
and being pressured to read what they don't want to read, and
eating most of the time, gross food, forced to take gym, and maybe
act in what they don't want to. It's all like prison in a way!!
SCHOOL COULD CAUSE ANOTHER WAR! STUDENTS vs.
STUDENTS, STUDENTS vs. TEACHERS, etc. School is filled with
Jocks, teachers, special education kids, hoods, PUNKS, preps,
SCHOOL IS TERRIBLE LOOKING AT IT FROM MY ZONE!
Schoolies, etc...
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and assumes that lowly words (which just happen to be the foundation of all civilization)
layout"
A Lazy
Bum Cat
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soft The walls are moving The re
has blown att The sun is."
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Buy
I saw a cat,
Ples Peak
is a big
of mountain
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Whisk, whisk, whisk,
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Murder on Wall Street by Daryl Zerveskes
"That's it, I'm calling it quita exclaimed as I pushed
myself away from my computer terminal. I got up to get
a cup of coffee but to my surprise, there was a rat-dead-in
my coffee pot.
stuck right smack
dab in the midde
of Colorado like a
giant fork jabbed
into a gob of
mashed potatoes.
And all Why the
to up lude plastic bags
with air at the bottom and
square Bupp has the tour g
eating my skin the dog a lazy bum cat
With straight plucked
missing again What shop
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The flowers
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the cow.
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toe 'em along if they want
to breathe at the top. Cold
in
sool Any bear that gets lost
those mountains and stumbles up
Burning Nightmare by John Timbes
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Somewhere in the utopia of my room, dozing visions turn to sleep and
then to dreams. Red, blue, yellow and green ghosts pass before my eyes.
I start to dream of Suzanne, and what little past we have together.
We meet at a party, and she is too shy to dance with me. A long time
later we go out. I look into her eyes and I know she is mine. She's at my
house, in my room. I turn on my tape player. The song is "Sleepwalk." She
is dancing with me, and all the universe is in harmony.
Bamy bod ng much faster than normal. The street is steep
and narrow, with cramped houses built up as far as the sky reaches Cob-
blestones speed by beneath me and my legs are numb from the vibration. I
barely stay in control as the street twists and turns but never ends. There is
"Oh well," I said and proceeded to pour my coffee. Then
I noticed it, the rat hadn't drown in my coffee; It's throat
was slit wlI said and took two sips of coffer
skaters Come
"Oh well," I said again, I wonder if Angda down the
hell had some fresh coffee.
that she retresh coffee well yes and yet the lion for dear life
I walked into her office and gasped when I saw
Telephone poles whiaby. They look like cigarettes The houses turn to cigarette
packs. I can't breathe. A three-way intersection ahead. The kind where I have to
of Mr. Coffee; in her hand was an open can of
decide whether to go left or right or bast through the double-arrow sign and con-
MaxwelHO will Lamarkus Latinus down the hill through the meadow beyond
he; she had bem abjected to a hair crime
Someone had stapled her to the electrical cord
Pikes by accident just naturally
into hiberation forever. So
goes
there was this boy, from Cal--
fornia see. Name was Buddy
Doowa. He came a rolling into town one
day on this here fancy purple skateboard
Anyway, he says he hears the road
down Pikes Peak is pretty bad.
That goc a couple of snickers
out of the old-timers. Then he
ears, and a little pink nose
Bur
Sniffing up high, sniffing down lowered it before anyway. His hair was
With a stretch like anything,
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And claws so tall and sharp.
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He also had a tail so fluffy and long.
top pod budo
says he's going to ride down it. On that ceny
cde board, too. You should have heard those
old boys snort at that. We knew then for
sure that the boy was a fool Kinda
this pale white color, We the boy'd been
cpect me to be here.
Why didn't I call? Her hair is such a mess. She tells me to wait while she gets ready
Ignoring this, I pull her into my arms and kiss her. Nicotine burns on my tongue.
I can't breathe. My nose bleeds. Is she really mine? No. My rival is not the kind
I can fight. I turn the other cheek. Bam! The sign gives way easily and I blaze
through the meadow, cutting wide carves. I feel good because I can breathe
now. The lact that I am on my own does not bother me.
Wait, who is that below? I slide to a stop in front of a boy and girl. They
both have my eyes and my features.
I was about to continue my quest for the dark
quid refreshment when I came to the conclusion,
"Someone in this office building doesn't like coffee."
What will I do? I can't live without coffee," I
thought. I must find the killer. But who could it be?"
"Sarah Lou Mills." I thought. She's always drink.
ing that herbal tea stuff. I armed myself a letter opener
sis rubber bands and a box of Good N Fruities.
I began my hunt, leaving my office and journeying down
the hall. The building felt strange, empty I couldn't find
anyond Then I had a peculier thought; maybe it's lunch-
time. "Drat!" I exclaimed: she could have replaced the col.
fee in the executive lounge with, well...with "ANYTHING"
ipe not and w
"We're sorry to interrupt your dream, daddy uues-une
but we couldn't find a better time to thank
you for what you've done. We won't be able
to show it once we're born." the boy says aut
The girls sniffs the air deeply and blows no
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it out. "It's so good to breathe, daddy sac pure peeps
Thank you," she says
Before I can get my wits together to the
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answer the children are gone. I push on a torus
down the hill, feeling my blood rush NOTLONA MOLDA
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Then I saw her walking down the hall. I followed her, and
at as she was about to tum around I ran up and stabbed her
in the throat twice. Them I smashed her head into the wall. She
fell down dead. Content with my work, I sat down beside her
and ate my Good N Fruities
sickly, and cut real short like it's supposed to be. 'Cept
his was standing straight up and all covered in grease
like ol' Eart Jacobs used to do to all those zootsuiters
back in the war afore we run 'em off. I'm telling you! Couldn't
even tell what color his eyes were 'cause he was wearing this purty pair
of pink sunglasses. They looked the something my granddaughter meghe
buy offen that twirly rack down at the Circle K. He just stood
there a grinning, his white teeth sparklin almost as much as this
lide diamond he had stack in one ear. Say you don't think that boy
was a bit fanny, do you? I told him he best se them loppy red hightop sneakers
he was wearing so's he wouldn't have no accident but he didn't pay me no
nevermind stood there agrinning and agirting in the sunlight. Then he
went right up to the top of that mountain and just took off. That road
must be a good 20 or 30 mile downgrade Steep, too! Why birds gox
to the their babies into the nest to keep on from falling out case a
the tree grow sideways. Anyway, alore long them lide wheels was just a
spinning wild. He zigged, he tagged, he swooped all over that road. Bout halfway
down and he's a sailing right along and smoke's beginning to pour offen them tires.
That's when he hit Deadman's Carve. Didn't seere to slow this boy up
much, though. He just socks out that skinny arm of his as he goes by and
grabs ahold of the waming sign. He spins around and around and around.
Then I saw a bird, with maggots all over
Dude I'm a skate er in Oklahoma. But that what sucks.
There and very much to do hare but less I can skate. The
glel in the March, 1980 lease Lise Kacs she sond's
like a gal I would want to go with but would not
want to go to the oeller wish. Maybe. My old
glelfriend I had we were skating
bown a ally she ran over a rock and
fall. Then I locked back and was
boult to stop. Then I tound around
then thee was a car in front of me and I
hit the tire and flow over the car. Then the
guy got out and asid why the fuck did you
do that for I just turnd arond
and left. Then the guy got back
in the car and said that little
sshole. Then I turned aroned
and said fuck you but I dont
think he herd me. Then I want
home then I fell my head and i
Body B
and purppa
Then I saw him eat the bird.
it
party near twisting that sign right fac into the ground alore he whips back on the road age
That little spin must of slowed him down just a mite 'cause this time he's not quite a blur. Gets co
mer and tucks his legs up under him and jumps night on out into the air. Didn't even bat an eye. You
ould hear him a-yodelling all the way down. Bout 2000 ft., I beccha. Then he lands just as purty as one
of them Bald Eagles a-swooping in on something dead. Then he's off again. Couple more curves and a
straight away or two and he's going so fast you can hardly see him. Little of skunk come out to
see what all the fuss was about and had the stripe sucked right offen his back.
He looked up with maggots on his face.
was bleeding then gas what? My
mom came in and said your gelfriend told
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So just to finish up here, that boy done reached the bottom of that mountain alright. Narya
scratch on him neither. He must of been going abour: 300 miles an hour when he busted through
town just bending that of road and ripping up chunks of concrete as he passed. And that's why the roads in
Colorado are so bad
Danny J (Age 10)-Lil Neck, NY Don Carper-Clearfield, Utah
me what happened. Then gase what again? I
had to go to to hospital. Then I had to
in my head. Than my gal walked up and adre
you OK I said got the fuck away then I said I brak
up. Now I were a hal to school now.
Bad to the Boen-Beocter Jackson (10 years old)
Oklahoma, OK
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