Always Read The Label, chapter 1
Billie Joe's Point of View
<p>"Where do you keep the food in your house?" shouted Tre from the bathroom. Gee. He's been in my house about 9868426801334686689908765 times and he still doesn't know where the kitchen is.<br /> "In the basement." I shouted back to him. That'll keep him occupied for a while. Mike and I were just lazing about in my living room while Tre was trying to find the fridge. It's that big shiny thing in the kitchen.</p>
<p>About 5 minutes later Tre emerged from the basement with couple of cans of food. Not including the one he was eating.<br /> "Hey Billie! This stuff is the best!"<br />"You found food?" asked Mike with a puzzled look on his face.
<br />"What is that stuff? Pass a can over." I had a feeling that wasn't human food. I read the label. Whiskers. Fish Lungs.<br /> "Uh...Tre." I looked at the expiry date. 14/9/2003. I think I should be quiet. He finally found something he enjoys.</p>
<p>I looked at Mike; he was finishing a can too. I thought he was a vegetarian. That stuff's full of fish. I went to the fridge to get food. Nothing. I went back to them. Mike picked up another can and started to devour it.<br /> "Tre! This flavor is fucking better!!" I snatched the can off him. I read the label, Chicken Liver and Ox Tongue. Seedy. Mike snatched the can off me.<br /> "Mine!!" he said.<br /> "Has the whole world gone mad?" I asked.</p>
<p>After an hour or so, all of the cat food was gone. Mike was moaning in hunger. Tre looked like he was going to cry.<br /> "Let's go to Wal-Mart and restock!!!" shouted Tre. I rolled my eyes.<br /> "They sell mush at Wal-Mart?" I ask. Mike and Tre were looking at me with their puppy dog eyes. I knew they couldn't drive because they got their licenses suspended last week.<br /> "FINE!" I grabbed my car keys. By now Mike and Tre were pushing me out the door.</p>
<p>We got into the car and I pushed Tre in the back seat for safety reasons. As I reversed out of my driveway, Tre yelled "Faster Faster!" but I ignored him. Mike took over the wheel and ran over the neighbor's dog.<br /> "We'll get it later!" said Mike, as he steered onto the highway.</p>
<p>We finally got to Wal-Mart after getting a few looks from the cops.<br /> "You guys better beha-" Mike and Tre had ran off the entrance. I'm going to kill them. As I walked in, a lot of people were staring at me. Shit. I forgot my disguise. Big 'Green Day Convention' posters were hung everywhere. Shit. I read the date, today. I ran. Mike and Tre were lost. Looking all over for mush. As I ran, I heard a few girls giggling. I knew they were up to something.</p>
<p>I finally found Tre with a gorgeous girl.<br /> "Tre! You suck at pick up lines!" I said to him, I grabbed his arm and ran...well tried. He tripped me over.<br ?> "FUCK!!!" I shouted. Now, EVERYONE was looking at Tre and me. The girl he was with ran away.</p>
<p>"Where do you keep the food in your house?" shouted Tre from the bathroom. Gee. He's been in my house about 9868426801334686689908765 times and he still doesn't know where the kitchen is.<br /> "In the basement." I shouted back to him. That'll keep him occupied for a while. Mike and I were just lazing about in my living room while Tre was trying to find the fridge. It's that big shiny thing in the kitchen.</p>
<p>About 5 minutes later Tre emerged from the basement with couple of cans of food. Not including the one he was eating.<br /> "Hey Billie! This stuff is the best!"<br />"You found food?" asked Mike with a puzzled look on his face.
<br />"What is that stuff? Pass a can over." I had a feeling that wasn't human food. I read the label. Whiskers. Fish Lungs.<br /> "Uh...Tre." I looked at the expiry date. 14/9/2003. I think I should be quiet. He finally found something he enjoys.</p>
<p>I looked at Mike; he was finishing a can too. I thought he was a vegetarian. That stuff's full of fish. I went to the fridge to get food. Nothing. I went back to them. Mike picked up another can and started to devour it.<br /> "Tre! This flavor is fucking better!!" I snatched the can off him. I read the label, Chicken Liver and Ox Tongue. Seedy. Mike snatched the can off me.<br /> "Mine!!" he said.<br /> "Has the whole world gone mad?" I asked.</p>
<p>After an hour or so, all of the cat food was gone. Mike was moaning in hunger. Tre looked like he was going to cry.<br /> "Let's go to Wal-Mart and restock!!!" shouted Tre. I rolled my eyes.<br /> "They sell mush at Wal-Mart?" I ask. Mike and Tre were looking at me with their puppy dog eyes. I knew they couldn't drive because they got their licenses suspended last week.<br /> "FINE!" I grabbed my car keys. By now Mike and Tre were pushing me out the door.</p>
<p>We got into the car and I pushed Tre in the back seat for safety reasons. As I reversed out of my driveway, Tre yelled "Faster Faster!" but I ignored him. Mike took over the wheel and ran over the neighbor's dog.<br /> "We'll get it later!" said Mike, as he steered onto the highway.</p>
<p>We finally got to Wal-Mart after getting a few looks from the cops.<br /> "You guys better beha-" Mike and Tre had ran off the entrance. I'm going to kill them. As I walked in, a lot of people were staring at me. Shit. I forgot my disguise. Big 'Green Day Convention' posters were hung everywhere. Shit. I read the date, today. I ran. Mike and Tre were lost. Looking all over for mush. As I ran, I heard a few girls giggling. I knew they were up to something.</p>
<p>I finally found Tre with a gorgeous girl.<br /> "Tre! You suck at pick up lines!" I said to him, I grabbed his arm and ran...well tried. He tripped me over.<br ?> "FUCK!!!" I shouted. Now, EVERYONE was looking at Tre and me. The girl he was with ran away.</p>
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