This Bud's for YOU

Bock's House is like

My Dad's House

I grew up in a garage

Filled with drunk shouting men

These men raised me

I've missed them ever since I left when I was 13

I've never had them since

I would beat all their asses at poker

Because I was the only sober one

I won 17 dollars from them one night

Coming from poor, drunk, mountain dwelling

Single toothless bastards,

17 dollars is a lot of money.

I discovered a house in Chicago

Inhabited by men from my college

Who are not typical slimy art school males

They are men. Not unlike mountain men.

They have spines, and they are not afraid

To fight each other

Wholesome, alcoholic, porn swapping men

I walked into a house

Not Bock's house, another's

Completely a nervous wreck

Disoriented, having previously been lost

Just another bad day. Happens to us all

The two fellows who greeted me at the door

Were clad in this:

The taller one

An American flag bandana

No shirt

Large military pants

One large knife in holster

And a perfectly childish lovable half-gap toothed smile

A little boy's smile, you know, the one kid you KNOW you want to talk lizards with

The shorter one

Thick coarse shoulder length brown hair

No shirt, beneath an

American flag themed leather jacket

With 3 large blue stars along the shoulders

Complete with 3 foot long

White fringe dangling all around him

And his goofy, unnaturally large smile

Sinister in the friendliest way

A daredevil in his own right

They both hugged me

I immediately felt resolved

Of all my previously harbored stress

We went inside

A large group of other young men

All sat around their kitchen table

Slapping cards down screaming profanities at one another,

Taking far to many shots with every loosing hand

A large mirror sat in the middle of the table, and a PARTICULARLY large pile of unidentified pills was there as well

Setting the unidentified drugs aside, I felt immediately at home.

One small giggling female,

8 large obnoxious men

Just like when I was a wee one.

Far more at home than I've felt in

Dunno

That having been said

I can disclose to you only,

The condition of the home

When we all awoke the next morning

Because that is all I can remember.

I was in a bed, back to back

With the taller half-gap toothed brother

Sleeping like rugrats

Wearing the shorter smiling man's striped t-shirt

With some blood on my arm

I don't know how I got into the t-shirt

Taller half-gap toothed brother, had a concussion

He discovered long after with medical attention

He apparently challenged a ceiling fan to the death.

Shorter smiling man, was bloody and bruised

Due to a two by four

Having broken off

And rapped around his elbow

The Kevlar vest they were proving invincible,

Did not protect his appendages, unfortunately.

The bathroom hallway, was flooded

I believe that was my doing

Though I have little recollection of this

And according to them

Taller half-gap toothed brother's large knife

Had been hidden away somewhere in his room

And the mirror of unidentified drugs

Had been hidden away and disappeared

Of which both disappearances were attributed to me.

I later, after having left my hung over demeanor

Texted the whereabouts of said missing items to the appropriate owners.

I remember, confiscating both items

When things got out of hand

I was impressed with my maternal abilities.

I have never felt so much physical pain

In my life

I have not returned to said home since

I do not really WANT to return to said home,

For fear of physical pain coupled with said house and inhabitants

But I see them all often

And I can say right now

That half my body is black and blue,

Due to a small friendly brawl I got in last night

I hate to say it,

But I really, really enjoy

Becoming my parents.

It just feels like

I'm surrounded with family all the time now.

What I like about these people,

Is that they'll do crazy shit

Reckless shit

But they always end up

Taking care of each other

We all gots each other’s backs

It’s literally a family. The whole outrageous lot of them.

There are mothers, brothers, dads and drunken uncles

I never want to be away from family ever ever ever again

I'm at home again