Thursday, March 31, 2011

Big Boobed Earl.

When I was in high school, there was a kid that my friends and I called "big boobed Earl." Well, because that was his first name and for a guy, he had quite a pair of boobs.

When our teachers were absent, we'd all go to the "Field House" or "Room 128" because those were vacant areas where they could keep students captive when they had no class to attend. Sometimes, if you were "lucky", a teacher would finger bang you under a bleacher. Or at least get you free booze.

Anyways, there we were. In one of those rooms. A creepy not-quite-teacher with his feet up on the desk staring at underage cleavage, including Earl's. But Earl had his headphones on and he couldn't tell what was happening around him. Then, all of a sudden, he spoke. Except he didn't speak. He sung. Out loud. To nobody at all. 


And then he tapped the rhythm of the song on the desk. 
And went back to listening to his music and doing whatever he was doing in his notebook. Probably inventing something important that would make him a lot of money.

The rest of us... laughed.

That's all. There's no point to this story. I was just thinking about how funny it was. Man, it's so much fun making fun of nerds, huh?

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