It as a Saturday afternoon and the weather couldn't have been better.It was one of those days that made you feel like you were ten years old again.Playing baseball in the cornfields,playing hide and go seek at night,and playing Nintendo in the dark 'till your fucking eyes bled.
Anyway Jonathan Mulhurn could not feel any better on this day, April vacation had begun and he felt some-what relaxed from the feeling of spring-time beating down upon him. This day was different in a sense, I guess you could say it was the perfect day as picured in Norman Rockwell's vison of life in the 1950's..........before the end times. Jon as he liked to be called was just finishing a game of baseball with his friends and he suddenly thought that anyone who has benn reading this is wasting their time and should be doing things like beating off and going to bed alone.........duh dun dahhhhhhhh!!!!!!! It's just a ride bitches....
