Clubbin’
I joined a secret boys-only club recently.
I’m the oldest guy in the group, but the boys let me join as long as I shared my big bag of candy with them. I didn’t mind. I brought plenty.
We use my van as our clubhouse. It’s parked in the woods behind the elementary school. They come out during recess and we play some fun games I invented.
One that they seem to really enjoy is called “Hide the Sausage”. Before the bell rings, I cook and hide a Jimmy Dean in the nearby woods. The first one to find it gets to eat it. Usually Timmy sniffs it out first. He’s getting a little chubby (but so am I, if you want to know the truth, so I don’t judge).
Another fun one is “Knob Goblin”. I’ve built a wall of drawers and cabinets in the back of the clubhouse, and each boy gets to pull a knob in turn until one comes out the winner. To win you have to reveal the secret hiding place of The Goblin. The Goblin is a little rubber monster I picked up at a specialty shop. Sometimes the kids get scared when they first see it, but they always like it in the end.
There are a couple community-oriented games we play, like “Watch It Grow” and “Butts, Butts Everywhere” where we plant trees and clean up discarded cigarettes.
We have lots of fun, me and the Lil’ Snakes. That’s what they call themselves. I’m “Man Snake”. It’s a pretty cool name, right?
I promised I’d bring a sack of walnuts later today so I could teach them some nut juggling. I can’t wait! George was so excited, he said he was going to run home and tell his mom. I think she’d like some of the games we play.
Hey, someone’s at my door.
It’s the police.
I wonder what they want. Probably selling tickets to the Policeman’s Ball (that sounds perverted, doesn’t it?).
Gotta run.
2 years ago