Jorge’s Instructions

I loaded up my water cannon and my notebook
on the same day I rejected the thought about tossing pie in W’s face
but Jorge told me not to do it because they would probably shoot me dead
and I said who are they

the snipers, man, the snipers he said

(Nerf made the best water cannon in 1987, I kept it around for the right occasion)

how could they shoot me if all I had was
a bright red and yellow bazooka and water-supply backpack?

Jorge: how are they supposed to know it’s not acid?
biological warfare, dog
they’ll kill your ass in a second.

me: you’re absolutely right
I don’t wanna die today

put down the canon, bring the notebook
Jorge instructed

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