Brutal

"This isn't a fake ID," M. Guerro said to Corey.

"Yeah it is," Corey replied. Corey was the President of a company called Corey's Fake ID's. It was not registered with the Secretary of State in CA and only had customers at Palmdale High School.

"No It's not. It's an ID for a psychiatric ward."

"Right," Corey agreed. "It's an ID for a psychiatric ward. And it's fake. Ergo... a fake ID!"

"But..." M. looked at his fake identification card, "Why did you make me this instead of a drivers license?"

"Because you gave me three dollars, asshole."

M. Guerro went inside the Kirby Forensic Psychiatric Center. There were some Doctors there. One of the Doctors had a mustache and stood behind a counter.

Hi, "M. said, "I'm 21 years young. Do you guys have any beer?"

The doctor looked at M. Guerro as though he were crazy and said, "NO! Only Vicadin and Prozac."

M. Guerro thought for a few moments before deciding on a bottle of Prozac. The Doctor then grabbed M. and dragged him down a long white hallway.

"What the hell!" M. screamed. "Where are you taking me?"

"To your room. You're crazy!"

Inside the square padded room M. sat in the corner. He swallowed a Prozac pill.

"Well, at least I'm happy... and the Doctor did think I was 21... so I guess I got a pretty good deal for 3 bucks."

Victoria

The Guttierrez children had a habit of competing with each other. Their mother, Rosa Guittierez was comparatively late in having children. By her 30th birthday, her three older sisters already had children in their teens and her youngest sister, Rosalia, had two of her own. When Rosa finally found her man, they quickly married and she caught up by having 5 children in 4 years, but when the last of Rosa's children was born, Victoria, half of Rosa's womb came out with her, ending that generation. Rosa was satisfied with her children, but couldn't help holding back the slightest amount of resentment toward Victoria.

Victoria was oblivious to it as a child and misinterpreted these signals in her teens. Listening to alternative music and wearing darker shaded clothing. The slightest sign of favoritism was picked up on. Each one multiplying against the last until one day uncle Massimo let the cat out of the bag. "Even if Rosa could have more children, none would be as sweet as you. Don't feel guilty anymore." Unfortunately, uncle Massimo's revelation back fired, further ostracizing her from her family.

On September 25th, the Guttierez family got ready for the 17th Annual San Lorenzo County Art Fair. The children decided to hold a worst dressed contest. Eduardo brought his ZONE perfect backpack. Maxine wore her old teddy bear coat. Rebecca put on Eduardo's fedora. Rosa joined in and wore a dress over her t-shirt. Victoria on the other hand fought her way out of the competition, but still went along for the art.

'88 til Infinity

Larry was riding on the Subway. He was playing a handheld video game based on the animated series Masters of the Universe. He didn't pay for the video game. He got it free from Sears in 1988 when he purchased a combo denim jacket/Jeans (which he was not coincidentally wearing).

Larry played the video game often. He played Super Mario 64 on Nintendo 64 once in 1997. He didn't enjoy it. Larry thought it was too "hectic" and didn't have any "soul."

One time at a bar called Cheers in Brooklyn Larry got in an argument with a patron. The patron had the belief that Jack White was the greatest guitar player off all time. Larry disagreed and stated that the best guitar solo ever played was by Steve Stevens in Billy Idol's Rebel Yell because it featured a good "laser guitar" sound that is still futuristic to this day. The patron asked Larry if he ever listened to The White Stripes. Larry said he hadn't. He said he didn't listen to any music after hearing "Rebel Yell" because there was no point in listening to music after hearing the best song ever created.

Larry got off of the subway when the subway stopped. He didn't put his video game in his jean pocket because there was a hole there. He walked up the stairs to the street and towards Ricky's Deli Mart. Larry believed they had the best sandwiches. He didn't eat there every day.
He ate there every time he left his house to eat.