Priscilla And The Wimps

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  • "A pass for what this time?"
  • "Okay, let's see your pass."
  • "Let's call it a pass for very short people, a dwarf tax."
  • "Never heard of him. Send him to see me."
  • "Who's your leader, wimp?"
  • "Monk Klutter"
  • Narrator: "There was a time when you couldn’t even go to the rest room in this school without a pass. I’m talking about a pass that could cost anywhere up to a buck, sold by Monk Klutter. The gang he ran, which ran the school for him, was his collection agency. They were Klutter’s Kobras."
  • "Never heard of him."
  • "Who is it around here doesn't know Monk Klutter?"
  • "Kid, you're going to have to educate your girl friend."
  • Narrator: "There was this one girl named Priscilla Roseberry.  She was the largest student in our particular institute of learning. Priscilla had one friend. A little guy named Melvin Detweiler. Melvin’s one of the smallest guys above midget status. Anyway, up to Melvin’s locker swaggers one of the Kobras.He reaches down and grabs little Melvin by the neck and slams his head against his locker door. All this time, of course, Melvin and the Kobra are standing in Priscilla’s big shadow."
  • Narrator: She’s taking her time shoving her books into her locker and pulling on a very large-size coat. Then, quicker than the eye, she brings the side of her enormous hand down in a chop that breaks the Kobra’s hold on Melvin’s throat. Nobody’d ever laid a finger on a Kobra."
  • Narrator: "He’s (Monk Klutter) standing inches from Priscilla. Monk spotted Melvin, who’s grown smaller in spite of himself. Monk breakshis own rule by reaching for Melvin with his own hands."
  • Narrator: "His hands never quite make it to Melvin. In a move of pure poetry Priscilla has Monk in a hammerlock.  Priscilla’s behind him in another easy motion. And with a single mighty thrust forward, frog-marches Monk into her own locker."
  • Narrator: "And suddenly he’s gone, neatly wedged into the locker,a perfect fit. Priscilla bangs the door shut, twirls the lock, and strolls out of school. Melvin goes with her, of course, trotting along below her shoulder. The last stragglers leave quietly. "
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