Dang. I made a long whimsical response here, then when I pressed Submit, it got lost in bitland. I'm too lazy to make another one.
I HATE when I do that here!!! If I do re-write it, it'll lead somewhere that I wouldn't have gone with the original.
C'mon. Do it. "Whimsy" is so often unwittingly covered in guts. I got a whole bundle of faggots at the ready.
Ok. Here goes:
I hated high school too. Let me count the ways:
1) Too many bullies.
2) Zits.
3) Homework interfered with drugs and music.
4) Underarms too sweaty (they hadn't invented antiperspirants yet).
5) Too many cliques and I didn't fit into any of them.
6) Loner, no friends.
7) Drill instructor for gym teacher.
8) Didn't do well in physical activities.
9) Only male growing long hair, before long hair was popular.
Hmmm. Maybe I better stop here. I'm starting to sound like one of those students that brought a gun to school and started shooting everybody.
