Spring Runneys
Jimmie’s the one started it all. He’s bigger’n me cuz I’m only eight. He’s ten. We’s awalkin’ home from school takin’ a short cut through ole man Simm’s pasture. Yuh know how cow plop smells in Spring when the grass in new an’ all them cows got the runnys. Ugh! It’s gross. I’m tellin yuh cuz I know. Well, anyway, Jimmie takes this big stick, see, and he dips the end into this big nasty cow plop. Then he stirs it up a little so it stinks real good like an’ he pushes it right up under my nose....