For the benefit of the millions of Skinny Fans who are
myopic, astigmatic or plain idiotic, Mr Skinny Pants here
have decided to enlargen the font and let you guys see
much, much better. Yeah, I know Imma good guy.
Here's a rhetoric question:
Do you ever fancy David Beckham in your cheerleading
squad?
Of course the answer is a definite na-uh unless his whiny
voice beckons you to fidder, er, differ. Oh wait, I shall
refrain from cursing that Alice-band-wearing, wife's
panties' wearer and sarong connoiseur or I can be hauled
up to court for being a cyber tort.
And Mr Whiny Becks will sue me for millions and millions
of Yusof Ishaks that I do not have .... YET.
Oh well, nuff digressions.
As my GP educator advised, we must be relevant
through and through. I thoroughly agree.
What has a skinny pant wearing, ball touting dude
has anything to do with cheerleading?!
Virtually none. 'Cept of course they need my muscles
and charming good looks. Bear with me, please? =D
It's kinda absurd if I were to join cheerleading and
would certainly congest my schedule and the hours I
spent kickin balls, every one of em' balls. And of
course, there's the less important studies.
Who needs to study if you can get straight As?
Apparently me. Cuz, numero uno, I dont get too many
As, none in fact. And number two nobody, and I mean
NOBODY gets As just like that. Even if youre born
smart, youre born hardworking or a sweeet cheater.
Either way, it takes painstaking effort.
And innovians, please do not make me the butt of your
HAIR-y jokes.
My hair has seen BETTER days.
Rip-off.
Rip it off!
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