May 13, 2004

los tres amigos

These three guys in my Speech class.

Football players. They bring out the adult in me. I want to send them to the detention office, and not the college detention office (not that there is one?), but the detention office across the street at the elementary school because that?s where they belong; Whining, crying, and flashing that guilty-as-guilty-can-be ?I didn?t do it? look.

I didn?t mind them at first. All three of them gave their first speech about football, which is fine; it?s what they?re into. But then they started pulling pranks, childish pranks. Pranks that would have been absolutely hilarious if I were seven. An immature seven. They laugh openly at people?s accents. They put pieces of paper on the head of the person sitting in front of them and laugh hysterically as the person continues to sit there without knowledge of the paper that sits on their head.

Like I said, funny stuff.

Two of them have answered cell phones in class while somebody else was making a speech. MORE THAN ONCE. AFTER BEING WARNED ABOUT IT BY THE PROFESSOR.

At another point one of them pulled out a newspaper during somebody?s speech, folded it loudly, and proceeded to read it. Did I mention he sits in the front row?

Unfortunately they?re pretty damn fit, so neither Darwin nor a group beating will help much?

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  1. let them have their fun, it’s not going to last anyway.

    Comment by ug — May 17, 2004 @ 1:07 pm

  2. you must be Napoleon Dynamite.
    you’re just a nerd!

    Comment by Anonymous — February 12, 2005 @ 11:48 am

  3. I wish I was Napoleon Dynamite.

    That’d be pretty much the sweetest thing ever.

    Comment by Red/Brian — February 15, 2005 @ 9:22 pm

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