[For Maureen]
"A mullet?!"
Seated on the couch in the rec room, a bowl of shitty popcorn perched between his legs, and he was watching some movie that the bookshelf wouldn't let up on called School of Rock. He figured it would be worth a viewing because then the shelf would leave him alone, but there he was, rocking out hardcore. With a mullet. And who the fuck was named Theo? He was a total asshole, too. And not in a good way. One of those MTV sellout assholes, and what the fuck? His chest did not look like that.
It was almost over, and Theo-him was singing at the Battle of the Bands some slow power ballad, and Roger threw popcorn at the screen.
"I hope Angela never sees this." He shook his head and threw some more popcorn for good measure.
Seated on the couch in the rec room, a bowl of shitty popcorn perched between his legs, and he was watching some movie that the bookshelf wouldn't let up on called School of Rock. He figured it would be worth a viewing because then the shelf would leave him alone, but there he was, rocking out hardcore. With a mullet. And who the fuck was named Theo? He was a total asshole, too. And not in a good way. One of those MTV sellout assholes, and what the fuck? His chest did not look like that.
It was almost over, and Theo-him was singing at the Battle of the Bands some slow power ballad, and Roger threw popcorn at the screen.
"I hope Angela never sees this." He shook his head and threw some more popcorn for good measure.