Tom is a regular guy. There is nothing extraordinary about
his short brown hair or his average build. His tan did not set him apart,
everyone had a tan in Texas. His less than stellar grades made getting in to a
large college impossible, which is why he is studying business at a community
college outside of Austin. The only good thing about the school was the debate
team, he loved to argue, and being able to research and argue both sides of an
issue was exhilarating. At least here the debates did not turn physical,
everyone had to be civil, something they weren’t in his hometown. He had never
won a fight, but he did manage to avoid most of them with reasoned arguments.
That cookie cutter brown skinned Neanderthal, Tom, was going up
against me in the debate. It is a good thing we were not going head to head in
an all-out fight, he would lose all of that mud brown mop he called hair. The
judges always favor him because they needed to keep the enrollment numbers up
at the ridiculously tiny college of his. He must have chosen the small school
so he could be the big man on campus, if he went to a real school he wouldn’t even
make the team.
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