Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Poor PonyBoy




Yo Dawg, so me and Darry were chillen up on the couch. We were surfin through the channels when we heard a punk yell greaser two blocks down. Darry bolted out the door, and headed down the streets. We found Ponyboy getting jumped by 5 Socs. Before I could react, Darry had the Socs running with there tails between their legs. I ran towards ponyboy, (boy if you knew how scared I was) but agian Darry was there before me, shaking the daylights out of PonyBoy. I reachted him and told Darry too stop shaking Ponyboy. Darry was so concered, he was yelling questions at him. I gave up, and started to walk home. They finally arrived 2 hours later. I should have guessed they probably went to go get cleaned up. I told Ponyboy to go to bed and get some rest.

2 comments: