i had a special treat today. it almost made me swoon right off my chair. i was eating a granola bar with peanut butter (granted, i was dipping it in the full jar of peanut butter at the time, but if you pretend you've never done that before, you are a dirty stinking ape of a liar). the kid next to me (i'll call him the "mensa mammoth") turns to me and says: "are you dipping that granola bar in peanut butter"? i nod (my mouth was full of delicious granola and peanut butter, and i'm too effing polite to talk with my mouth full). mensa mammoth responds with a (smooth) smile: "classic fat kid move". ummm... please stop. you had me at "fat kid".
this is the face i made:
lesson for guys: i will make you sit in the corner and wear one of these... but instead, you will have to write a bajillion times: "i will keep my fat mouth closed".
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