Junkpile!, chapter 2
The next day, around noon I decide to call up my friend and fellow Green Day fan, Cara.
"The new neighbors moved in yesterday."
"So anything worth while?"
"I'd say so."
"Tell."
"Labels, I don't like labels but I guess he's punky."
"Nice."
After chatting for about 15 minutes we decide to meet for lunch at a near-by grease-trap called La Belle Province. Don't let the name fool you this is not a classy place, its one of those local fast food joints where you can feel the grease in the air.
On my way out I notice Jimmy is sitting outside his house. I decide to go up to him,
"So why are you sitting out here?"
"I locked myself out and no one's going to be home till 4 o'clock" he says bitterly.
"Hey, I'm going to go for lunch at this fast food place. Wanna come?"
"Sure" he says in way I just can't figure out.
On the way to La Belle province I find out he's exactly one month older than me and that he would be going to the same school. I also found out he moved here from Ontario, which makes me realize he's never eaten Quebec's artery-clogging goodness known as poutine, which was La Belle Provinces specialty.
Once we get to the restaurant you realize Cara's already sitting at a table waiting for us. "Who's he?" she says oh so abruptly.
"This is Jimmy." I say, "My new neighbor."
"What's he doing here then?" she asks just as abruptly as her last question.
"HE is here to try this artery-clogging goodness you call poutine." Jimmy says speaking in the third person.
"Ah yes the poutine," Cara says in a savory voice, "deep fried slices of potato, sprinkled with cheese and then drizzled with gravy."
"So what are we waiting for?" Jimmy replies. So the three of us each get a poutine and eat every last gravy covered french-fry on our plates. The three of us then head back to my house to watch Bullet in a Bible and we all sing along to Hitchin' a Ride followed by Jimmy's shocking, yet accurate imitation of Billie Joes 'touchy' moment.
At 4 o'clock Jimmy and Cara decide to leave but before they leave, the three of us make arrangements to go to Club Soda Friday night to watch the local bands. Jimmy said he'd bring his cousin Tunny as well. From what I found out Tunny has a very similar pervy personality to Tre Cool and even plays the drums himself.
"The new neighbors moved in yesterday."
"So anything worth while?"
"I'd say so."
"Tell."
"Labels, I don't like labels but I guess he's punky."
"Nice."
After chatting for about 15 minutes we decide to meet for lunch at a near-by grease-trap called La Belle Province. Don't let the name fool you this is not a classy place, its one of those local fast food joints where you can feel the grease in the air.
On my way out I notice Jimmy is sitting outside his house. I decide to go up to him,
"So why are you sitting out here?"
"I locked myself out and no one's going to be home till 4 o'clock" he says bitterly.
"Hey, I'm going to go for lunch at this fast food place. Wanna come?"
"Sure" he says in way I just can't figure out.
On the way to La Belle province I find out he's exactly one month older than me and that he would be going to the same school. I also found out he moved here from Ontario, which makes me realize he's never eaten Quebec's artery-clogging goodness known as poutine, which was La Belle Provinces specialty.
Once we get to the restaurant you realize Cara's already sitting at a table waiting for us. "Who's he?" she says oh so abruptly.
"This is Jimmy." I say, "My new neighbor."
"What's he doing here then?" she asks just as abruptly as her last question.
"HE is here to try this artery-clogging goodness you call poutine." Jimmy says speaking in the third person.
"Ah yes the poutine," Cara says in a savory voice, "deep fried slices of potato, sprinkled with cheese and then drizzled with gravy."
"So what are we waiting for?" Jimmy replies. So the three of us each get a poutine and eat every last gravy covered french-fry on our plates. The three of us then head back to my house to watch Bullet in a Bible and we all sing along to Hitchin' a Ride followed by Jimmy's shocking, yet accurate imitation of Billie Joes 'touchy' moment.
At 4 o'clock Jimmy and Cara decide to leave but before they leave, the three of us make arrangements to go to Club Soda Friday night to watch the local bands. Jimmy said he'd bring his cousin Tunny as well. From what I found out Tunny has a very similar pervy personality to Tre Cool and even plays the drums himself.
