can o justice

http://www.superherosupplies.com/
http://www.826nyc.org/

i was out of justice the other day so i went to superhero supplies. i'm not kidding. it's at 372 5th avenue, brooklyn. you can go there. or you can go to the website. but it's as real as you are and i got myself a pretty good sized bottle, 16 ounces or so. aardvark brothers manufacturing supplies much of what you can get at the superhero supplies and they make mighty fine products. excellent justice. i've purchased from them before. bought a little tin of chaos. you never need a whole bunch of that. and i like superhero supplies as a store because you get a pretty good deal on most things. sure, the real hip stuff like anti-gravity boots will always be pricey, but the good old fashioned stuff- justice, mind control, x-ray vision- that's always reasonable. and always in stock.

the particular justice i purchased is pulp free, the finest for superheros. proper use of it promotes egoism, self worth, mild manners, puncuality, weight gain, hair growth and shiney teeth. i like that they use the superhero spelling for the word "shiny". superheros use a lot of extra "e"s. i also got a book published by a secret society living in the back of the superhero supply place. it's called 826 but you didn't hear that from me.

and i took the can of justice to school. i just can't help myself. i tell the kids about the place and they're pretty sure i'm making it up (check the website. it's real) so they can't quite get it that i've got a can of justice. but i play it pretty straight so they end up giving in. they can't help it. ninth graders are just like the rest of us. they really do want to believe i can bring a can of justice into class for them. so they ask. how does it work? (i don't know yet.) how does it taste? what does it smell like? someone accuses me of bringing in an empty can. i put it in the child's hand. he feels the liquid justice inside (did i mention the justice is pulp free?) shift as he moves the can and his eyes get wide, even though he doesn't want them to. it is the end of class and they all gather around squishing me up against the chalk board with questions. they want to see in the can.

i haven't opened it and have no idea what canned justice looks like, so i carefully unscrew the cap. it's water, one screams. the disappointment in her voice is thick. i remind them water and sprite and rubbing alcohol all look pretty similar in a can. each one has to peer in. there is a ring of rust around the neck of the can and there are flecks of orange in the water. justice looks pretty funny when it's all contained like that. because i have eaten crickets in class, they want me to try the justice. i am careful. i would never ingest anything without knowing how it works. i am not even sure justice should be taken internally. so i promise to check on it at home.

this morning i see a boy who spends much of his time in my class challenging me. his first words are," did you read the book? can you drink the justice?" i tell him i was surprised to find very little on the internet about how to used canned justice, but that i did find out i shouldn't ingest it. we tell the others. they are incredulous. how on earth can you use justice if you can't slurp it down? my research suggests it's an ingredient you mix in with several others and then sprinkle on a large area. like a school or town. they nod knowingly. we read a while.