Chapter 15: Dyno Mutt

Trent “Dyno Mutt” Dade was the group mooch. His mother passed away when he was very young, and his dad worked a full-time job as a plumber. He was mostly raised by his older sisters.

We had one main rule at the garage. If you showed up on a night when we were drinking and smoking and expected to drink or smoke you needed to contribute. You needed to bring money, weed, or drinks.

Dyno never had any money. Or weed. Or Drinks. Most days he would earn bong rips and alcohol by doing odd jobs for Jason or myself.

He cleaned bongs and pipes. He often ran to the nearby 711 and grabbed snacks and drinks.

They knew him so well at the pizza place around the corner they started giving him free food.

He would also let you shoot him a few times with a pellet gun or film him doing a dumb dance with your phone if that meant he could drink and smoke with the group for free.

We started calling him Dyno Mutt because one day when we were all drunk, we decided he looked like a combination between a dinosaur and the dog from the Target commercials. I believe it’s a Bull Terrier.

Since I have basically casted everyone else so far, Dyno Mutt looks like Noel Fisher.

He was notorious for asking people to sell him five sacks ($5 worth of weed) which I mentioned before no drug dealer wanted to do. His favorite song was also “I got five on it” by Luniz. We made it his official theme song.

Jason would hear Dyno walking up the path or expect him momentarily and get the song ready for his entrance. We would play it as he walked in. Dyno Mutt would talk shit.

"Fuck you guys, stop calling me a mutt!" Dyno would say.

We would turn off the music.

"What about that five sack though Jason?"

We would all laugh.

I had first met Dyno Mutt in school when I was a Junior. He was a grade below me. Because his family was low income the school gave him free lunch every day.

He had heard around school that I sold weed and approached me with a daily trade.

The school had Domino's Pizza as an option for lunch so every day Dyno would trade me a slice of pizza for a bong rip.

I always gave him a decent sized rip. Truth be told I really liked that pizza.

He was the random kid who traded me pizza for weed for a few years and then one day I invited him to start hanging out with us at Jason’s house.

I may have picked on Dyno from time to time, we all did, but deep down I really liked him. Most of the time he was a good kid and I tried to look out for him.

Occasionally he had a habit of taking pills with Lil Ron and making poor decisions. The two of them attempted to break into Jody’s scooter one night when they were fucked up on pills.

All they accomplished was setting off the alarm and running away. I sincerely doubt he would keep his weed in there anyways.

Chapter 16: John Ripley