August 18, 2003
Tonight, the cheerleaders practiced outside at the piers in Chelsea. We were practicing a part of the routine during which I go up in a half-extension; on one particular go-round, my group, thinking that we were only marking the stunt, failed to put it up, while the other two groups succeeded. We had gathered something of a crowd, and one more vocal member of our audience shouted to us, "Why didn't he go up?" I foolishly attempted to explain that we hadn't known I was supposed to, but she interrupted me and shouted, "Is he too big to go up?"
I can't really remember a time when my desire to grow long sharp nails instantly, so as to be able to rake bloody gashes into somebody's face, has been quite so burning and intense.
Posted by Faustus, MD at 11:27 PM
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1) Nicole said (on 08/19/03 at 08:28 AM):
I hated having a crowd at practice. Feh.
2) jalal said (on 08/19/03 at 08:29 AM):
awwwwwww. poor baby. well if it helps at all. i think you are perfect in size.
3) tim said (on 08/19/03 at 09:21 AM):
It's sad that I always feel like growing those claws on an hourly basis.
4) Kevin said (on 08/19/03 at 10:50 AM):
Tell me. How big was the woman that made the comment?
5) Wayne said (on 08/19/03 at 12:09 PM):
Yep. Lady Deathstrike (seen Xmen2 yet?) - I have wanted to do that all the time.
Claw her, Faustus. Claw her!
6) D.R. said (on 08/19/03 at 01:34 PM):
Ah, if Faustus were Carrie, things might have ended . . . well, in exactly the same way.
7) anfanee said (on 08/19/03 at 03:35 PM):
i thought i was the only one who wanted to put gashes in someone's face after comments like that
8) Anonymous #7 said (on 08/19/03 at 08:34 PM):
Scratch the bitch!
9) Mike Benedetto said (on 08/19/03 at 11:17 PM):
Four little words: Sack of Valencia oranges. All I'm saying.
10) Velma Biggers said (on 08/20/03 at 01:45 PM):
Er, did you get her name? Dirty deeds done dirt cheap.
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