y'all remember him?
he wore husky sized clothing and his dingy shirt always rolled up over his belly fat as his pants hung down to reveal his butt crack...
his breath smelled like stale bologna and for some reason, even after getting caught in a mid afternoon downpour, he still looked like he needed to be dunked in the washing machine and put on the heavy duty cycle with the extra rinse...
his hairstyle swung between two extremes...uncombed nappy @$$ bee-dee-bee's and being skinned 'til his scalp was raw...
he never had money for blow pops or field trips and for lunch he would bring vienna sausages and graham crackers...
and his only friend was the retarded cross eyed girl with freakishly big head...
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fat kid was first to let me know white kids had oily hair...stringy, nastly, lice infected oily hair...ughyuck!!
fat kid was odiferous -- and always dirty to boot. couldn't keep up in class, rarely on time if he made it at all.
what i've now come to recognize as extreme poverty trying to do better was the fat smelly kid in the 3rd grade....
I was the kid that felt so sorry for the fat smelly kid that I made every effort to be friendly. At the end of the school year, he told me that he loved me. No joke.
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