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shiny objects

Thursday, May 20, 2004


A boy in my fifth period sociology class snorted lines of pixy stix today. His reward? A whopping 3 dollars, and the undivided attention of the entire class for some minutes on end. However, the euphoria of new-found fame and riches was short lived; he spent the next 30 minutes sneezing, coughing, and lamenting the integrity of his seared sinus passages as they leaked a concoction of mucus and artificial fruit flavoring.

God bless stupidity. Where else would we find our entertainment?

My contemporaries frighten me.


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