![]() |
|||||||||||||
| Moistens dry
hands while you type.
|
|||||||||||||
|
pretty boy humor, wierd humor, strange humor Information about Being Pretty from the Prettiest Boy in the third Grade Being a pretty boy is more than just the two words “pretty” and “boy.” Being pretty should not be something that just happens once in a while. Do you think that Justin Timberlake ever takes a day off from being a pretty boy? Do you think that Justin just wears any old pair of jeans even if they are two weeks out of style? Justin demands that he constantly become prettier and prettier. He never says enough when it comes to being a pretty boy, and I admire him so much for his dedication. Being a pretty boy is a full-time job and don’t even let anyone tell you and differently. It is hard to be a pretty boy if you’re not pretty inside. If you want your mind and soul to be as pretty as the rest of you, then you have to think pretty thoughts. For instance, before a spelling test I will usually spend a few minutes to think about Justin Timberlake. I’ll clear my mind and then carefully envision Justin’s picture in Seventeen magazine – you know the one where he is out working on his car, having fun in the sun, and just doing what Justin Timberlake does best: be pretty. Just as pretty boys doing fun and exceptionally pretty activities is a good thing to think about, it is very bad to think about boys that are not pretty. I know what you’re saying to yourself. “How can I avoid the boys in my third grade class that are not as pretty as I am?” First of all, I try to block out all thoughts about boys that are not pretty. If I catch myself thinking about a boy that is not very pretty then I will immediately grab for the issue of Seventeen that I keep in my desk and stare as hard as I can at the first pretty boy that I can find. It’s a lifesaver as far as I am concerned. If I don’t have a Seventeen magazine, then I will just close my eyes and concentrate on Justin Timberlake in all my favorite pretty boy poses. Washing the car, drinking a milkshake, standing shirtless at the beach, and singing a new song. What is even worse than thinking about a boy who isn’t being pretty is having to sit next to one in the cafeteria. I suggested to my teacher Mrs. Romanski if we could create a class project to build masks for all the boys in the class that are not pretty. Can you imagine going to school each day, looking around and only seeing pretty boys? Pretty boys doing math problems, pretty boys swinging on the monkey bars, pretty boys helping other pretty boys to become even prettier. Mrs. Romanki said that this would not be a good idea. It is hard to believe but Mrs. Romanski does not care as much about the pretty boys as I do. I’ll have to go to the principal.
|
|
||||||||||||
DAILY NEWS FEED:
Mike's Zine: humorous short stories, twisted humor, satire
writing |
|||||||||||||