My Friend Joe
― When I was younger I had friend named Joe. Joe also was friends with burnt Johnny. Not really sure how I met Joe but he was really cool. He was white but if you talked to him without seeing him you would think he was black. I loved going to his house to hang out. He had a big pool in his backyard. The bottom was slimy because of the fungus that was growing in it but we didn't care. ∙ He also had a shed in the back. Me him and burnt Johnny would sometimes chill in there with the radio [...].
