there was a guy names “slap shot abe” and he apparantly was a mentally handicapped man, but may also at one point may not have been. apparantly he did a lot of psychedelics in the 70s and 80s and it fried his brain. he just lost the plot, and started wandering around town with a hocket stick, gloves, and a helmet. and he would just slap rocks and shit as hard he could. hence “slap shot abe”. you would find him just fucking sending it against the wall behind (at the time) only mall. and he had these big thick 70’s glasses kind of similar to bubbles from the trailer park boys. and in the summer, hed be out in shorts and hawaiian shirts, but still had the gloves and the helmet and hockey stick. he also road a bike occaisionally.

i never spoke to him personally, but he wasnt violent as far as i knew. he just drank beer and slap shotted shit all the time.

i think he died a few a while ago. he was my dads age, maybe a decade or so older. dad avoided him when he was younger. but apparantly back then he was still slap shotting shit. so at least he was consistent in his purpose, and earned his name.

RIP slap shot abe.