The Savage House, where we use to do what high school kids do (make your own assumptions) is no longer our home. Where once the “Shit Room” sat, will belong to a GATOR fan! My parents have shuffled off across the street to a "fancier" home. We’ve all shared lots of memories and good times in that house.
My Elementary friends, Sunny, Alex, Sam, Vicky (Victoria), Sarah...I have very fond memories of all of you. The mail truck that my dad bought that we use to play in. The kudzu that doubled as not only a short cut to get to friends houses, but also a playground. We actually made it into a "house". Are You Afraid of the Dark, Tales from the Crypt, walking to Mom’s and Pap’s or the pool, sleep overs. My beffy Lars coming over and taking “modeling” pictures or to watch a movie on the living room floor. My dad’s file cabinet and videos (this could actually go to both my elementary friends and high school friends. We was bad).
From the shit room, where the “Is Not Allowed” list (changed frequently and was never paid attention to) use to hang, where Bradley threw up in the garbage can, where we witnessed unnamed sources getting it on, where Niesse passed out and got a face full of make up on video tape then just about kicked every one's ass! All the furniture we ruined! The kitties, the beer bottles, the liquor bottles, thrown into the kudzu, and putting in N’SYNC to cheer up a girlfriend after a break up. “It’s tearing up my heart when I’m with you, and when we are apart I feel it too…” Melissa giggling till she cried, and, myself, Tracy, Mike, Ed Willis and Robert making a hair commercial for school. Scotti, becoming Roxy Bam Bam and Mary inventing the Happy Meal diet.
Even before the shit room we use to hang out in the garage or at the park across the street. My mom frying up some chicken in the fry daddy for us. Richard, spending an entire night with my 4-year-old niece, while Court claimed to be her favorite. Drunk Ass waking up my dad to get a drink. Someone seeing my dad naked and my guy friends hoping to see my mom naked!
My Cavie of Pleasure, Tracy’s Escort, Julia’s Dirty Bird, Scotti’s Camry, Kristina’s Wagoner, Robert’s Honda (with the auburn tag tisk tisk), Patrick’s jeep, Lee’s Buick, and Bradley’s bronco all use to fill up the drive way every weekend (or week night). Sometimes even the Shaggin Waggin would make an appearance.
My Cavie of Pleasure, Tracy’s Escort, Julia’s Dirty Bird, Scotti’s Camry, Kristina’s Wagoner, Robert’s Honda (with the auburn tag tisk tisk), Patrick’s jeep, Lee’s Buick, and Bradley’s bronco all use to fill up the drive way every weekend (or week night). Sometimes even the Shaggin Waggin would make an appearance.
It wasn't long before we had the baby bro's friends hangin around trying to be part of the action! Thank god he learned from our mistakes. I truly believe what he witnessed back in those days contributed to his NO drinking policy.
Those times have been long gone and made into distant memories. It’s weird that this won't be our house anymore. The shit room was torn down way before they moved. It served no purpose after we bloody teenagers moved out. But I can still see it. I see my friends, hear the laughter and even the fights. Good or bad, all those memories are dear to me. They always will be. Let us never forget the memory of friends we've lost. That partook in many of these instances. Thank god for all the good times, great moments, and learning we all got out of the garage/shit room.
Simply Savage bitches!
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