A Fallen Soldier

A Fallen Soldier
by: Nico Salvatori

There comes a time in every man’s life when he must make a decision. This decision could be small. It could be as simple as deciding whether or not to mix the vodka with orange juice or to just drink it straight. It could also be very big, so big that it could almost be compared to my...well, you get the picture. Nick Johnson made that decision. He was forced out of doing something that he loves. Well, besides workin’ his mack game on the ladies. He still does that. I’m talking about The Splooge. Yes, you read it right, he is gone. He had to make a decision. Whether to stay and contribute to The Splooge or not be able to obtain his drivers license. He chose the obvious. A drivers license is very sacred. It can be used to transport yourself from one liquor store to the other to purchase..well, the good things in life. We, here at The Splooge, understand his decision and we praise him for everything that he has accomplished in the short amount of time he was here. It is now our responsibility, myself included, to fill this void and finish the work that Nick started. We must rise. We must all rise to the occasion and speak out against the authorities and let them know how it feels to be a victim of this “retardocracy.” Props to Joe for creating that word in his last post. Furthermore, Nick, you will be missed. Rest in peace soldier.

Nic-Piece