The Boy has been nominated for a thing called Snow King (snow stuff is a huge deal in Minnesota). We were proud until the ugly truth hit: We have to get up *when* on our day off? The maybe-king explained that even though it was a holiday, he had to be at the school for pictures as well as providing two different THIS IS WHEN I STOPPED LISTENING. You being popular is a serious pain in my ass. Your mothers right, my supporting husband said supportively as he gave me a supportive pat on the shoulder. Its not my fault! A bunch of people nominated me! Excuses, excuses. Your dad and I were huge geeks in high school, what, thats too good for you? I play Magic the Gathering and D&D multiple times a week! I get good grades and I love Dr. Who. I drink out of a TARDIS mug. I wear a deerstalker to school! My shirt says The dice are trying to kill me. Im a geek, I swear! Ugh, I guess you can be both, I allowed, giving in. He had a point and, also, dessert wasnt going to finish making itself. Oh, fudge, is there an argument you *cant* put an end to? I dont like it, Tony said. We prefer you smart and shunned. We arent asking a lot, I agreed. Just be a pathetic loner who never wants to leave the basement and loses his virginity at age 45. Is that sooo terrible? Gross, His Maybe Majesty replied, then rushed away. Couldnt really blame him. Glad thats not *my* future.
Posted on: Thu, 22 Jan 2015 00:12:09 +0000
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