The Day no Popcorn would be Eaten
y e s t e r d a y :
The little boy did not finish his AP Music Theory homework so he decided he would finish it in seminar. The only problem was, he did not want to miss Mr. Gabrys showing of Seabiscuit. So after pondering his situation a great deal, the boy decreed that he would go to see the movie, eat lunch in seminar and finish his homework during lunch when he would be less distracted. [Seminar runs until 10:26am]
At lunch, the boy is rushed and so, he copies some of the homework to save time. The assignment was not even collected in class anyway.
After AP Music Theory, the boy went to his Independent Study class.
Jazz band was cancelled so the little boy drove his friends home before meeting with a delightful Serbian fellow in downtown northville to book the Legion Hall for the show on the 11th [all with a soul should attend].
Afterwards, the two met at the foreign gentlemen's house to practice.
The companions practiced until the boy had such a headache from loud noise that he thought that certainly, he would march strait down to Washinton DC to shit a brick on W's face if such volume would not cease.
Most of the gentlemen left but the Serbian and the boy stayed for a bit to view two episodes of Family Guy on DVD. During this time, the boy made a critical error, but he would not realize it until it was too late...
You see, the boy decided never to touch Jeff's aged popcorn from a tin believing it to be diseased with a number of carcinogens and STD's. However, the boy had not eaten since 10:00am that morning and so decided to forfeit his principles for the sake of hunger.
y e s t e r d a y e v e n i n g :
The boy arrived home at about 09:00pm and frantically rushed to finish his homework. He did not realize he had so much, meanwhile, he thought he was getting hungry, but that was not the reason his stomach churned...
e a r l y t h i s m o r n i n g :
The boy awoke at 02:00am with his stomach restless.
Stomach: What is this?
Boy: What is what? the popcorn? are you hungry?
Stomach: Am I hungry? You little bastard! You said you would never give me this shit!
Boy: Well, I thought it was good at the time. What's wrong?
Stomach: Oh fuck this shit. I don't want this. TAKE IT BACK!
And so, the cute little boy vomitted profusely into the kitchen sink. Still thinking that he was simply hungry, the boy ate some soup and took a shower. The moment the boy was warm in fresh clothes and clean as a new whistle, he placed his gentle little head towards the toilet bowl and blew chunks like the dickens.
Deciding it would be best to fall back to sleep sitting up, he went to the basement and sat in the chair until he fell asleep. When he woke in the morning[05:00am], Jeff called to confirm they were still going to breakfast. Feeling better, the boy stood up and got a horrid charlie-horse as he made his way to the bathroom to vomit again. Jeff knew he would not be accompanied to breakfast. The boy called Dan, a friend of his, to tell him of the bad news and that he would not be able to take him to breakfast either. Dan wept for a short while but gathered his strength and said goodbye.
After moving around a bit, the boy tried to take in some water deeming that water could never do you wrong. Instead he threw up again.
The rest of the day was spent at home taking short naps while eating ice chips and fruit juice popsicles but the boy did learn a valuable lesson:
DON'T EAT JEFF'S FUCKING POPCORN! (or at least, not the butter kind). Food poisoning really sucks.
The End.
~m
oh and just a reminder, everyone should go to the legion show. details are in the previous entry.
The little boy did not finish his AP Music Theory homework so he decided he would finish it in seminar. The only problem was, he did not want to miss Mr. Gabrys showing of Seabiscuit. So after pondering his situation a great deal, the boy decreed that he would go to see the movie, eat lunch in seminar and finish his homework during lunch when he would be less distracted. [Seminar runs until 10:26am]
At lunch, the boy is rushed and so, he copies some of the homework to save time. The assignment was not even collected in class anyway.
After AP Music Theory, the boy went to his Independent Study class.
Jazz band was cancelled so the little boy drove his friends home before meeting with a delightful Serbian fellow in downtown northville to book the Legion Hall for the show on the 11th [all with a soul should attend].
Afterwards, the two met at the foreign gentlemen's house to practice.
The companions practiced until the boy had such a headache from loud noise that he thought that certainly, he would march strait down to Washinton DC to shit a brick on W's face if such volume would not cease.
Most of the gentlemen left but the Serbian and the boy stayed for a bit to view two episodes of Family Guy on DVD. During this time, the boy made a critical error, but he would not realize it until it was too late...
You see, the boy decided never to touch Jeff's aged popcorn from a tin believing it to be diseased with a number of carcinogens and STD's. However, the boy had not eaten since 10:00am that morning and so decided to forfeit his principles for the sake of hunger.
y e s t e r d a y e v e n i n g :
The boy arrived home at about 09:00pm and frantically rushed to finish his homework. He did not realize he had so much, meanwhile, he thought he was getting hungry, but that was not the reason his stomach churned...
e a r l y t h i s m o r n i n g :
The boy awoke at 02:00am with his stomach restless.
Stomach: What is this?
Boy: What is what? the popcorn? are you hungry?
Stomach: Am I hungry? You little bastard! You said you would never give me this shit!
Boy: Well, I thought it was good at the time. What's wrong?
Stomach: Oh fuck this shit. I don't want this. TAKE IT BACK!
And so, the cute little boy vomitted profusely into the kitchen sink. Still thinking that he was simply hungry, the boy ate some soup and took a shower. The moment the boy was warm in fresh clothes and clean as a new whistle, he placed his gentle little head towards the toilet bowl and blew chunks like the dickens.
Deciding it would be best to fall back to sleep sitting up, he went to the basement and sat in the chair until he fell asleep. When he woke in the morning[05:00am], Jeff called to confirm they were still going to breakfast. Feeling better, the boy stood up and got a horrid charlie-horse as he made his way to the bathroom to vomit again. Jeff knew he would not be accompanied to breakfast. The boy called Dan, a friend of his, to tell him of the bad news and that he would not be able to take him to breakfast either. Dan wept for a short while but gathered his strength and said goodbye.
After moving around a bit, the boy tried to take in some water deeming that water could never do you wrong. Instead he threw up again.
The rest of the day was spent at home taking short naps while eating ice chips and fruit juice popsicles but the boy did learn a valuable lesson:
DON'T EAT JEFF'S FUCKING POPCORN! (or at least, not the butter kind). Food poisoning really sucks.
The End.
~m
oh and just a reminder, everyone should go to the legion show. details are in the previous entry.