The day I kicked Donald T's butt

I remember when I was knee high to a grasshopper and got to go to a school trip to a camp, and we were with school kids from all around the country.


And this one ugly kid named Donald T started talking big like a boss.


Any way, he was annoying, and he said "lets go to the farm, I'll lead", so we went to the farm, but I clearly said he wasn't leading. Some of the other kids were dumb, I guess, and said "Well, he's a leader".


One of them kids stepped on a rattlesnake and got bit. I was going to take him to a doctor, but Donald T said "No, that will slow us up. He isn't necessary for our walk, and will slow us up", and others in the group nodded in agreement.


Donald T and some of the others rambled on about how we had to leave the boy to his fate, and continue on our walk, which was super important to these boys (and girls).

One of Donald T's buddies agreed with me, and Donald T turned to the boy and said "You're fired".

In fact Donald T fired a bunch of people for no reason, even though he wasn't paying us anything. He even required dues to be paid to him, and he was supposed to divide the dues money equally among us, and to pay for things like medicine for the snake bite, but Donald T and his buddies said that this would be a waste of funds.

So I kicked Donald T;s butt and made him cry home to his mommy like I do to people who are like him here. They all cry home to their mommies. And I picked up the boy and took him to the doctor while Donald T's buddies cussed me and threw rocks at us.

Any way, I never wondered any more about Donald T, or whatever became of him, but for some reason I can't put my finger on, he popped back into mind the last few years. Strange.