Regarding the GREATEST FUCKING CAMPAIGN EVER
So here's the scoop with the stickers, from what I understand:
Nobody had a problem with them originally. I even hear that Mrs. Guarillio loved the Uncle Sam ones.
But today, there was a problem. Feliz made ones that said "Asians say 'Yes' to Mike Davis." I was cracking up. Leads to trouble, but funny nontheless. This is what, I belive, caught the teachers'/administration's attention. First time slot. I get called down to Room 10.
Ms. Sullivan (surprisingly nicely) tells me that I can't use stickers. "Just the racial ones? Cause I didn't even know those existed until all of twenty minutes ago." "No, all of them. We want a fair playing ground, that's why you're going on KCTV with your picture and everything before you guys read your speeches." Okay. Whatever. I agree, as I really don't wanna get thrown out of the election.
So, I'm at lunch, and Corinne Campi tells me that apparently Ms. Sullivan saw for herself a gray sticker that had a black guy with an afro saying "Black people say 'Yo' to Mike Davis." Not that funny. Kinda corny and fifth-grader. Now, soon after this I realize. "Wait, I haven't seen one of those! And neither has anyone else!"
So that's the first mystery. Do they exist? Second mystery: If they do, who made them?
Main Problem for the Day: Well, EXCUUUUUUUUUSE ME for trying to win a goddamned election. Seriously. How fucking hard is it to put "Vote for Me" on a piece of sticker paper, or on a piece of goddamned poster board. And while I understand that you can't assume everyone can find the time or has the money, etc. to make them, the girl goes to a GOD-DAMNED CATHOLIC SCHOOL (ha! I used "damn" and "Catholic" in the same sentence!)! It's not like she can't afford fucking stickers.
But, you know what? While I'm angry I can't do this anymore, I'm not as mad as I can be. You know why?
The stickers worked. They did their job. 75% of my homeroom, the homeroom which up until today I've talked to five-six people in, wanted a sticker (though I could only hand out the "Mike Davis for Strength" ones **glares at Kelly**:-P). Now, not only are people gonna be like "Holy shit fried and breaded! Those stickers kick ass! I wanna vote for that Mike Davis kid!" Now they're gonna go, "Holy shit fried and breaded! I wanna vote for that Mike Davis kid! He fucked the system!"
And now that I'm done with that, I suppose you guys (who didn't get to) want to see the sticker images?
"Uncle Sam Wants YOU to Vote for Mike Davis! My personal favorite."
Rosie the Riveter supportin' the Davisian cause. My 2nd-favorite. Notice the Davis tattoo on her arm."
Genuinely stolen from the Sistine Chapel. Didn't run cause I thought I could do better than that."
"MONA!"
Mike Davis for strength! The last sticker to be passed out. Taken from the famous "Guinness for Strength" ad, in case some of you uncultured fucks didn't know that (Wow. Doesn't that sound mean? Calling somebody an actual verb like "fuck." Hmm.)"
Nobody had a problem with them originally. I even hear that Mrs. Guarillio loved the Uncle Sam ones.
But today, there was a problem. Feliz made ones that said "Asians say 'Yes' to Mike Davis." I was cracking up. Leads to trouble, but funny nontheless. This is what, I belive, caught the teachers'/administration's attention. First time slot. I get called down to Room 10.
Ms. Sullivan (surprisingly nicely) tells me that I can't use stickers. "Just the racial ones? Cause I didn't even know those existed until all of twenty minutes ago." "No, all of them. We want a fair playing ground, that's why you're going on KCTV with your picture and everything before you guys read your speeches." Okay. Whatever. I agree, as I really don't wanna get thrown out of the election.
So, I'm at lunch, and Corinne Campi tells me that apparently Ms. Sullivan saw for herself a gray sticker that had a black guy with an afro saying "Black people say 'Yo' to Mike Davis." Not that funny. Kinda corny and fifth-grader. Now, soon after this I realize. "Wait, I haven't seen one of those! And neither has anyone else!"
So that's the first mystery. Do they exist? Second mystery: If they do, who made them?
Main Problem for the Day: Well, EXCUUUUUUUUUSE ME for trying to win a goddamned election. Seriously. How fucking hard is it to put "Vote for Me" on a piece of sticker paper, or on a piece of goddamned poster board. And while I understand that you can't assume everyone can find the time or has the money, etc. to make them, the girl goes to a GOD-DAMNED CATHOLIC SCHOOL (ha! I used "damn" and "Catholic" in the same sentence!)! It's not like she can't afford fucking stickers.
But, you know what? While I'm angry I can't do this anymore, I'm not as mad as I can be. You know why?
The stickers worked. They did their job. 75% of my homeroom, the homeroom which up until today I've talked to five-six people in, wanted a sticker (though I could only hand out the "Mike Davis for Strength" ones **glares at Kelly**:-P). Now, not only are people gonna be like "Holy shit fried and breaded! Those stickers kick ass! I wanna vote for that Mike Davis kid!" Now they're gonna go, "Holy shit fried and breaded! I wanna vote for that Mike Davis kid! He fucked the system!"
And now that I'm done with that, I suppose you guys (who didn't get to) want to see the sticker images?
"Uncle Sam Wants YOU to Vote for Mike Davis! My personal favorite."
Rosie the Riveter supportin' the Davisian cause. My 2nd-favorite. Notice the Davis tattoo on her arm."
Genuinely stolen from the Sistine Chapel. Didn't run cause I thought I could do better than that."
"MONA!"
Mike Davis for strength! The last sticker to be passed out. Taken from the famous "Guinness for Strength" ad, in case some of you uncultured fucks didn't know that (Wow. Doesn't that sound mean? Calling somebody an actual verb like "fuck." Hmm.)"