The Louisiana Social Pledge
We pledge our allegiance to Louisiana. We will embrace what makes us and our state unique. Louisiana will be recognized as a leader and innovator of the New South. Many great leaders of the future will come from this state. And we will show both the media and politicians that we are smarter than them. We will no longer have our resources exhausted and our people used and left behind. We will work hard and play hard. We will protect each other. We will support each other. We pledge that we will do whatever we can to get these things in motion right now. We will no longer wait for a path to be cleared for us. We will clear the path ourselves. And we ain’t giving up easily. We will socialize in the real world just as well as we do on the internet…in hopes to organize ourselves effectively.
Thursday, November 14, 2013
Cruel Intentions: Part 2 (James Leland Ludeau III-Lafayette, LA & Louis Toliver Jr-Swartz, LA)
“I did Tina last night!” the jock cheered as the boys were huddle the around most with their shirts off.
“How was she?” a boy from the huddle yelled.
“She blew my mind!” the jock mockingly batted his eyelashes with pleasure.
The boys cheered in, but didn’t know the new boy was standing on the other side of the gym lockers listening in disbelief. He thought he was special to Tina. He thought they had a connection, but it seemed she had a connection with everyone.
“How far did you get with her?”
“All the way!” the jock bragged. High fives followed.
Feeling defeated, alone again, the new boy skipped gym and went to the library to hide. He searched through the books for some kind of escape, for anything to remind him of his innocence…then came Tina. He wasn’t sure why she was in the library and it didn’t seem like she had a purpose but to be here at this moment.
“Whatcha looking for?” Tina slithered seductively.
“The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde,” the boy was losing interest in books and following Tina’s looks.
“Sexy,” Tina grabbed the book out of the boy’s hands and let it fall to the floor. Tina didn’t like books. “Come with me after school.”
“But I have to catch the bus.”
“I’m a faster, more reliable ride,” Tina whispered in his ear.
Regardless of what the boys said, the new boy felt special.
The new boy stood waiting for the bus, wondering if Tina would really show up. Just as he was about to place both his feet on the first step of the bus, a car came speeding near the bus. It screeched to a stop facing the bus and the new boy.
“You coming?” Tina pushed up against the steering wheel, which also pushed up her breasts.
The new boy took his foot from the safety of the bus, “Sure!”