Things That Are Weird
I was just reminiscing about the olden days and all the things my friends and I got up to and now I'm beginning to realize that I was really quite a super weirdo. For example:
In 5th grade, my friends and I played with gummy bears at recess. Actual gummy bear candy. We had a whole family. Their names were Dan & Danielle, and their kids were named Danny, Dani, etc. I can't explain why we did this. When recess was over, we buried them in the dirt under the trees and then dug them up at the next recess to resume play. What the heck. That is not normal behavior. During this time we also went through a phase of carrying eggs around and pretending they were babies. Raw eggs. Not for a project or anything. Just because. I'm pretty sure we drew faces on them and they may or may not have had clothes.
For some reason we had an issue with one of the janitors at the school. We called him Toothpick Man. We made up entire stories about him. Written stories. Books, even. I'm pretty sure there is a Toothpick Man sculpture. I am pretty sure my mom is sort of friends with Toothpick Man and his wife (Toothpick Woman?) and I'm not sure if the Toothpicks would be amused or offended by this. I'm guessing they would not view it in a positive light.
In high school, my friend and I formed a band. It was called Mutilated Pepperonis. Pepperonis is not actually a word, but that doesn't matter when you're naming your band. We had one song, and it was called something like "Fortress of Doom" and consisted of approximately 2 notes, banged out on the piano as loudly as possible. We'd work on our masterpiece in the band practice room, before class, I guess. Too bad that never took off or I'd probably be a famous rock star by now and I wouldn't need Warren Buffett to give me money.
Oh, and in elementary school we were allowed to eat lunch on the playground. Somehow my friend and I discovered that the sprinklers were called Rain Bird, and they had a picture of a bird on them. We took to opening up the covers of the sprinklers and shoving our sandwiches in there- feeding the rain bird, obviously. Ha. Who knows what kind of damage we did with those antics. A few years back I worked at a resort and the Rain Bird people would come in for conferences and I would always laugh about how I used to feed sandwiches to their sprinklers.
Man, it's no wonder I practically have to buy friends...
Just kidding, just kidding. All my friends were free.
In 5th grade, my friends and I played with gummy bears at recess. Actual gummy bear candy. We had a whole family. Their names were Dan & Danielle, and their kids were named Danny, Dani, etc. I can't explain why we did this. When recess was over, we buried them in the dirt under the trees and then dug them up at the next recess to resume play. What the heck. That is not normal behavior. During this time we also went through a phase of carrying eggs around and pretending they were babies. Raw eggs. Not for a project or anything. Just because. I'm pretty sure we drew faces on them and they may or may not have had clothes.
For some reason we had an issue with one of the janitors at the school. We called him Toothpick Man. We made up entire stories about him. Written stories. Books, even. I'm pretty sure there is a Toothpick Man sculpture. I am pretty sure my mom is sort of friends with Toothpick Man and his wife (Toothpick Woman?) and I'm not sure if the Toothpicks would be amused or offended by this. I'm guessing they would not view it in a positive light.
In high school, my friend and I formed a band. It was called Mutilated Pepperonis. Pepperonis is not actually a word, but that doesn't matter when you're naming your band. We had one song, and it was called something like "Fortress of Doom" and consisted of approximately 2 notes, banged out on the piano as loudly as possible. We'd work on our masterpiece in the band practice room, before class, I guess. Too bad that never took off or I'd probably be a famous rock star by now and I wouldn't need Warren Buffett to give me money.
Oh, and in elementary school we were allowed to eat lunch on the playground. Somehow my friend and I discovered that the sprinklers were called Rain Bird, and they had a picture of a bird on them. We took to opening up the covers of the sprinklers and shoving our sandwiches in there- feeding the rain bird, obviously. Ha. Who knows what kind of damage we did with those antics. A few years back I worked at a resort and the Rain Bird people would come in for conferences and I would always laugh about how I used to feed sandwiches to their sprinklers.
Man, it's no wonder I practically have to buy friends...
Just kidding, just kidding. All my friends were free.
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maybe its our parents fault.