My First Riot!
“Is that 50 Cent’s water?” asked the fifth-grader from his desk, pointing to my blue bottle.
It actually cost me twice as much, but I pushed the witticism aside in favor of a more profound announcement: “I will be quitting this job soon… to become a rapper.”
“Well, rap then!” he shouted.
The class falling into a rare silence. The teacher put to the test.
I rhymed:
I'm the master rapper and i'm here to say, I love fruity pebbles in a major way.
The Bedrock yellow orange purple lime and red, but to get that fruity taste I gotta trick Fred....
My first audience burst into laughter - as if they didn’t believe. Then they tore the classroom apart. Such is the power to stimulate young minds. Such is the power of rap.
posted by Smurfblood @ 8:30 PM
3 Comments:
Am I laughing myself sick because you're hysterical, or because I'm sleep-deprived? I think both. You still got da touch! You got da pow-wah!
As always, very nice! Thank you so much for the CD...now I'm never going to know what to make for you! I apologize for my laziness, but then again, I like, don't have my own compruta, yo! But I'll get one to ya one of these days. Hey, what's up with the weird ad comments?? I read "Heather Armstrong and daughter, Leta" and assumed it would be awesome, but alas! it wasn't. Disappointing. Unlike you!
Wow. I feel as though I have stepped into a time warp. :-)
Speaking of this freakishly old post, I actually have CDs made for you now! Send me an addy via gmail yo if you want them <3
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