Larry Wallace:
CLASS OF 1972
Robersonville High SchoolClass of 1972
Robersonville, NC
North Carolina Central UniversityClass of 1976
Durham, NC
East End High SchoolClass of 1970
Robersonville, NC
Larry's Story
Life
Since it's not halloween I won't share a picture just yet. Suffice it believe that I don't look 18 anymore, I am more than twice that age and twice the size. Nonetheless, for what it's worth I'm still the same ole me "inside". Ummph, the last time I look there might be more than just me inside.
I reside in North Kakilaki, more specifically, the "Bull City", where I'm the reigning nobody. I would invite you to visit and see my non-existent kingdom, however if you have never seen one then you've seen mine already. Funny how "nothing" always look the same no matter where you see it. If per chance you do visit my alleged kingdom that I share with every other pauper I know; bring plenty of starbuck frappucinoes, we kings/emporers/bums like to live large. I'll be glad to share my life story with you under an old elm tree on main street (oops, no elm trees here; okay so we can chat under the tree at the local police station (they know me there). (Did I mention that I like mocha frappucino?) Bring me a four pak and bring you one too.
My latest endeavor is being a fund raiser. You can see me most days at noon and again around 5ish/pm on many street corners, trying to raise funds for my favorite charity - ME!
My favorite ruse is to pretend to be a disabled vet (mental of course (no one who sees me will ever believe I'm hungry - which of course I am all the time)). I usually have some creative sign waring you that I will work for food (a true lie), you'd better believe I prefer the dead presidents (sorry about that S.S. and Big Brot...Expand for more
her - I mean money). Oh did I mention that I will wish you a blessing if you contribute to my fund raising.
When I'm not raising funds then I'm usually raising a stink, you see I have uncontrollable flatulence. Don't laugh it's contagious. I quit drinking (water) and I don't smoke (store bought cigarettes) anymore either. I drive to work whenever I can get any of my lazy-butt co-workers and so called friends to pick me up. I have a really nice office, it's a corner office at the court house annex so to speak. I watch other folks I mean I supervise folks who work with children.
The positive thing I do is I do go to Church. I'm no longer C.M.E. (Christmas, Mother's Day and Easter church goer). I go pretty regular, no less than once a month. I sing in the choir and if I must say so myself I sound pretty good. Actually, I have to say so myself, nobody else seems to agree, but what do they know? They're just a bunch of spoiled middle class folks who listen to professional singers all the time on cd's and radio and so they think they know how a song should sound. Being the Christian I am, I forgive them for berating my singing. Next Sunday, I going to force them to turn my microphone back on.
Oh well, that's me in a jest. I'm doing okay with my two jobs, my fat butt and my unappreciated singing voice. My new hobbies are playing the guitar, the keyboard and indulging in my unappreciated talent of singing. Did I say hobbies, I mean dreams.
Peace Out!
LCarnell Wallace aka Super-Star, Mystery of Black and oh yeah WANTED!!!!!!!!!!!
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