Comments on 'What A Crab!'If my school morning mentality could be expressed by a trumpet I'd say it would sound like a half hearted push of air squeaking out from the brass muzzle like a fat kid farting on a hard plastic seat -- a real elephant trunk wheeze if you will, that trails off as I roll over and snooze some more. In case you need my crass opinion to understand, mornings blow, and if Garfield were real I'd give him a pound right now.
On this particular morning I was chatting to my buddies in home room when an all too nosey Mrs. Pierce eaves dropped in uninvited. "Tad, I would like to see you in the hallway please." Her tone annoyed me.
"I can see that you bleached your hair and I heard that you havn't told your parents."
"Uh-huh, you OVERheard. I did it last night and went right to bed, woke up this morning late," _in a wheeze_ I thought "after my parents went to work."
"Yes, well, it's a disturbing thing to know, it being picture day and all."
_Mrs. Pierce -- always wanting a part in the punishment. What a crab!_2008-05-10T01:16:28Zhttp://ficlets.com/feed/story/29899Comment on What A Crab!<p>hahahahaha, i really like this. sounds like some guys i know. :)<br />LoA</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/29899?basename=613112008-05-10T01:16:28Zinvisibility_disabilityhttp://ficlets.com/authors/invisible_storiesComment on What A Crab!<p>lol, that sounds like the minds of the guys at my school. What a crab! I like that! =D<br />LoA</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/29899?basename=613082008-05-10T01:12:58ZBlusparrowhttp://ficlets.com/authors/blusparrow