Benj was able to take my angst filled adolescence and turn it into quite the lemonade. When we connected as friends at the corruptible age of 15 all of my Ministry Just One Fix and Nine Inch Nails Head like a Hole turned into SP Today and Donovan Jennifer Juniper. Just like that I had turned from sad to smiley/sappy, although we did mix it up with a little Paul Johnson for good measure. Maybe it was his infectious laugh.
Come out to Berkeley and we will buy two ghetto houses side by side with matching iron screen doors and kick it stoop-side.
When I was growing up, Benj was the cruel
king of the block we lived on. He was
worshipped by everyone within a two block
radius of us. In return he tortmented the
neighborhood for his own amusement.
Here is a little story which illustrates my
claim.
One day Benj decided to entertain himself
by trapping his best friend's sister and her
friend (they were 8)behind a dumpster for
4 hours. Benj ordered the rest of the block,
including me, to gaurd his prisoners while
he was off playing baseball. Occasionally,
he would return to the dumpster and
promise to release his innocent victims if
they could sing a self-degrading song that
Benj had made up. Invariably, Benj found
flaw in their performance and punished
them to further jail time.
The girls eventually escaped when a skinny
Indian kid named Baskar took gaurd, and
was plowed over. Benj rewarded Baskar
with a new name, Butt-Scar. The name
caught on quickly and stuck.
When we were in college Benj was known
for having a superior vocabulary. He
was always using the strangest words,
it required a dictionary just to keep
up. Every once in a while you could
catch him making up words, but most of
the times we just assumed he was
smarter than us.
I wanted to write another testimonial
about you, but you've got all these
damn "rules" which really fuck with my
sense of vanity. Deleting testimonials
to make way for new ones? That's just
wrong!! Once bitten, twice shy.
Long before Eminem blemished the
handle, Benj was the original Smooth
Rabbit from Wild Kingdom. He and Bobcat
G were kickin' back with 1/3 black
while most of the modern day Fairfield
acts were still sperm in Pop's hairy
sack.
Come out to Berkeley and we will buy two ghetto houses side by side with matching iron screen doors and kick it stoop-side.
king of the block we lived on. He was
worshipped by everyone within a two block
radius of us. In return he tortmented the
neighborhood for his own amusement.
Here is a little story which illustrates my
claim.
One day Benj decided to entertain himself
by trapping his best friend's sister and her
friend (they were 8)behind a dumpster for
4 hours. Benj ordered the rest of the block,
including me, to gaurd his prisoners while
he was off playing baseball. Occasionally,
he would return to the dumpster and
promise to release his innocent victims if
they could sing a self-degrading song that
Benj had made up. Invariably, Benj found
flaw in their performance and punished
them to further jail time.
The girls eventually escaped when a skinny
Indian kid named Baskar took gaurd, and
was plowed over. Benj rewarded Baskar
with a new name, Butt-Scar. The name
caught on quickly and stuck.
for having a superior vocabulary. He
was always using the strangest words,
it required a dictionary just to keep
up. Every once in a while you could
catch him making up words, but most of
the times we just assumed he was
smarter than us.
about you, but you've got all these
damn "rules" which really fuck with my
sense of vanity. Deleting testimonials
to make way for new ones? That's just
wrong!! Once bitten, twice shy.
handle, Benj was the original Smooth
Rabbit from Wild Kingdom. He and Bobcat
G were kickin' back with 1/3 black
while most of the modern day Fairfield
acts were still sperm in Pop's hairy
sack.
million-dollar smile my way, i can't
help but think about how much i love
his natty dreads.