the boy standing in front of me was wearing a shirt that read "100% Y2K Ready!" in a ridiculous futuristic font. he had a huge grin on his face.
"ohh.. shit. .."
the boy kept smiling as he whipped the snake's head against the concrete floor by it's tail.
it stopped moving.
"ohh -- intestines!" squealed becca.
we watched as the boy -about 17- quickly slit the side of the snake, dug in a finger and pulled out the heart, still beating. he knew exactly where it was, as if he had left it in there sometime earlier.
still pulsing in a small saucer, the boy brought the heart over to me.
"k.."
it looked like a kidney bean, doing sit-ups. as it contracted in front of me. he held the snake over a grubby chemistry beaker. i noted that the beaker had red mL markers on the side. blood mixed unevenly with rice wine in the beaker.
"quick- while its still beating."..