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Okay, time to try comedy again. I know, I'm probably not that funny, but I've got a better topic this time.
I figured out something a couple days ago. Most of my friends are kinda dumb. They do stupid stuff on purpose, run into doors, jump of the trampoline head first, try to outrun a huge dog, play frogger in the street when no cars are coming, you know, stuff most people do, like me. But one of my friends is so stupid and she doesn't know it. I've told her she has problems several times, but she's dilusional. "I'm not dumb! I'm really smart!" Which is true, to an extent.
My friend has straight A's, the highest grade point average, and is the "idol" student. Here's the problems:
1] If it's not taught in school, she doesn't get it. She doesn't understand my new lingo. Since I've moved, I've become more country like, to say. When I talked to her over the phone, she didn't understand anything I was saying. I don't know what it is.
2] If you tell a joke, she won't get it. She's always been that way. If you tell her a blond joke, instead of laughing at it, she'll say something like, "Not all blonds are stupid you know," which is true. We were watching the last Blue Collar Comedy Tour movie together, and they were sharing their favorite jokes. And Ron White shared one of his favorites. It was the one with the red shirt and the brown pants. I started laughing and she gave me this weird look. I asked her what was wrong and she goes, "I don't get it." eek HOW DO YOU NOT GET THAT?!
I guess I've always had interesting friends. I have a friend. Her name is Jenna. She's got mental problems, and I know that it's not nice to laugh at people like that, but she can laugh at herself. She came to school the other day with a sticky note on her forehead that said, "I have mental problems." The best part about her though, she looks like the girl that comes out of the TV in The Ring. It was so much fun to go into Tae Kwan Doe the day after I watched that and see Jenna. That scared the s**t out of me. stare
I've met a lot of interesting people. I have a friend where I live now. He told me he wanted to grow up to be a pot head. Then we call his best friend Brain. So my brother calls them "Weedy and the Brain". Weedy, or Micheal, found a dead crawdad in the lake the other day and he stuck silver salutes in it and blew it up. If you don't know what a silver salute is, it's a fire cracker. He was trying to throw them in the water and catch fish.
Brain, or Steven, used a blow torch. He gave me the blow torch to borrow, and my friend's idiotcy is rubbing off on me, but I'm the youngest, that's how it goes. I heated up a rock with it and touched it, thinking it wasn't going to hurt. I wouldn't have thought that before. Geez.
 X -Hot_Pink_Horror- X · Tue Jul 11, 2006 @ 03:03am · 0 Comments |
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