“Your Mama’s like a doorknob, everyone gets a turn,”snickered the 1st boy.
Laughter erupts.
“No, no,”said a 2nd, “his Mama’s like an arcade game-3 tries for a quarter!”
More laughter.
Visibly angry the boy retorted,”well-your Mama’s like gum, she sticks to anything!”
“Retarded,”exclaimed a 3rd boy.
“Mama joke school flunky,”jeered the 1st.
“No,”giggled the 2nd,”what you meant is your Mama’s like gum-briefly enjoyed then thrown away!”
“That’s a good one,”said the 1st laughing,”but I have better-his Mama’s like a car, she burns 4 rubbers a day!”
More laughter.
His blood roused, and constipated with thought, the boy replies,”well…FUCK YOU !”
“Young man,” snapped the Principal who happened by,”you come see me after class!”
“Ooouuuuhhhhh”sang the lunch line.
Later at home, the boy’s on the couch watching TV.”Hello sweetie,”said his mother, closing the door behind her,”how was your day?”
“Just fine thank you,”growled the boy and left for his room.”Hmph” she thought,”what they put on TV these days.”