[tyler]

Well, you know what they say Mr. 653... it's the rotton eggs and milk that stink the most, but it's Kiran's pepto & hooli hoongley breath that'll kill ya. And don't say we (Jewms Maybre's dad included) didn't warn you... I remember specifically telling both you and Eddie "NOT TO DRINK THE MILK". You refused to be a part of our reindeer games and subsequently drank yourself into a predicament... and that is why the \"Sincerely Sober\" Hoel Layman had to leave that note on your doorstep (only for your d0g to bark warning of).

Though I agree with you that it is much better to forget about \"the incident\", there are however, some parallel circumstances that were going on in those very revealing moments that you may not have ever known until now. Let's see... Yooduh Campbell was jacking off, Brian Smith was getting P.B.Maxed, Reggie Flabbenport was getting beat up, your stepBrad was given a stinky coat, and of course Jewms Maybre was chaufering hoodlams in his van while getting hot squirts on the back of his neck.

Now granted, none of those particular things relate directly to \"the incident of '92\" persay, but they do say a lot about the influences of your closest friends and probably say a lot more about why you did those unforgettable things you did on that very day back in '92.

For me, it all came full circle in the moments after the desperate outbursts from Matt Murry and Aaron Purvis. While seemingly escaping in my car, my friends and I will never forget their shouted blurbs through the staticky walkie talkies (like the mayday call of a fighter pilot about to crash): ...\"DON'T GO DOWN LONG STREET... DON'T GO DOWN LONG STREET\"

But alas, I turned the steering wheel right and my friends and I saw you and so many of your brethren doing things that we were so unaccustomed to seeing. Feeling so out of place, most of us had no other choice but to just drive by with our heads turned. But the graphic descriptions told by those who couldn't keep their heads turned is what seems to bother me the most (like the account of the hobo next to Germy Layne in the McDonald's bathroom).

Prior to that, I always wondered how you got the nickname \"Aye! Hobo\".

Woulda been nice if we had the radio controlled chopper to record & document those dirty events from a position of safety, but I believe that night, the chopper was busy bombing a ziploc bag full of crap on Larry Goodwin's (Bell's) parents' front door.

So it will only remain a disgusting memory (thank god) in the minds of a few unfortunate kids. Damn you Agent 653! DAMN YOU in the name of Chastain & Wane Kitchens!