What's that?" Mr. Bynum said. He leaned over me, fists doubled up. "Vagina,...

What's that?" Mr. Bynum said. He leaned over me, fists doubled up. "Vagina, fallopian tube, penis, scrotum," I said. It took them both aback. I meant for it to. "That ain't what you said," Mr. Bynum said. But I had him slightly off guard. "No sir," I said. "What I said to Mrs. Bynum was cunt and prick and fuck and shit." I pronounced each word very distinctly. The Bynums were silent. The encounter had taken a bewildering turn. I gave them no time to regroup. "I'm telling you all my favorite words," I said. "Anus, penis, semen, nipple, clitoris, pubic hair. I can say them louder," I said. "I can say them faster. Fuck screw ball. Fuck – screw – ball. Fuck screw ball fuck screw ball." I got to my knees. I spoke louder. "Lick suck lick suck lick suck," I said. The Bynums were staring. My hair was wild, I was wet and muddy, I was rising from the grass chanting terrible words. I rose, I chanted. "Titillate, masturbate, cunnilingus," I said. "Cunt prick fuck shit." I got a little louder as I walked toward Mrs. Bynum. "Cunt vagina cunt vagina cunt vagina cunt," I said. I turned toward Mr. Bynum. "Nipple nipple nipple nipple," I said. I was chanting. I was getting louder. They looked scared. I had them backing up. "You maniac!" Mrs. Bynum said. Her voice wasn't steady anymore. "I want to go in, Lloyd." They turned and left, but I didn't stop. I followed them up the sidewalk, weaving from side to side and chanting "Cunt vagina cunt vagina cunt vagina cunt" as if it were a football cheer. Mr. Bynum took Mrs. Bynum's arm and hurried her on. They stopped at the hospital door and looked back at me with expressions of complete confusion on their faces. We looked at one another. I stopped the obscenities. "Sexual intercourse," I said quietly. They knew my weapons. They merely stared. Finally they went inside.

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