The Misadventures of Clyde - Childhood

Ah childhood. When everyone was innocent, you didn't have a care in the world. When you're young, you don't have to worry about fame, money, cocaine, sex and a huge variety of vices.

Digging through my old childhood photos from the 60's, I remembered the good ol' days. Me Inky and Blinky? We were the best of friends! We made the world our bitch. That was long before I was an alcoholic fame-whore and before Inky was a drugged-out suicidal.

Here are some photos of us at a park in 1969. We were 10 years old at the time, young lil' ghosts. Not that age matters when you aren't alive. But anyways, check 'em out. Oh, I forgot. Blinky was in Juvenile Hall for assaulting someone at the time. Yeah, he's an asshole, so he isn't in this photos.

A simple game of Hide and Seek.

Inky loved his hide and Seek like his used to love his cocaine-powdered hookers. So, more than anything. I was an expert in hiding. You can't even see me in this picture, I'm an expert.

My favorite game at the time was Hopscotch. But unfortunately, I fell on my face frequently. I had quite the balance issue when I was a kid. That's probably why I don't have a nose. Actually, none of us have noses. I'm, so silly.

Traumatic times.

This memory wasn't such as good as the last one. I falled out of the thingy and it hurt. I cried lots like a little lady. I drunk. I'm so sorry. Bad times make the liqueur slide down my throat into my belly. I think it's time for sleepy. Bye bye.

- Clyde.