Category: Crazy Stuff

A Tale of Two Groups Part 3

As always, names will be changed. I walked to the back of the school to get in line.Of course, the team thing was still going on. Captain Pizza was recruiting members by drawing pizzas on Post-It Notes and giving them out. Commander Taco was taking it a step further too. She had brought in a plate with paper tacos on them. She also had a maraca on it. She too, was handing out Post-It Notes. It would be tough, but I could live with this. Also, I forgot to say that I got a promotion in the Pizza People club. I’m  not crazy for pizza, but it’s not half bad. Now what I really hate are Doritos. They taste like vegetables. No, I’m not going to share my first experience with Doritos. Better to think about the future than the past, right? Back to the story, I got a little sidetracked. In class, the teacher talked to us. “I know some of you think this ‘team’ thing is silly.” You can say that again. “But I don’t want you to go to someone and call it stupid or dumb. People are having fun with this. Now there is such thing as taking it too far.” I looked at Commander Taco and her plate with the maraca and paper tacos on it. The teacher continued. “So please, don’t take this too far. This ‘team’ thing is only at recess and lunchtime, okay? I don’t don’t want to take away your fun.” So that’s how second period ended. At lunch, Commander Taco was feeling down because sh lost one of her paper tacos. Then at recess, I played funnel ball. Its like basketball, but there’s no backboard. The hoop is kind of like a bowl with four holes in it, so the ball can get out. Penguin Man on out team was a ball hog, so it wasn’t much fun. When social studies came, I was stressed out because the “team” thing was still going on. Reading was filled with ” What team are you on?” and “Join Team Pizza!” and “Join Team Taco!” It didn’t help that when I was leaving social studies, I found a pizza badge stuck to my shoe. Plus, someone had secretly drawn a pizza on the chalkboard. I was still supporting Team Pizza, but I needed a break from this. Home. That’s where I can rest. Home was a whole new world. School was a different world. School was where the whole school asked “Do you like pizza or tacos?” Home was a quieter world. No “team” thing going on. So when I got home, I played basketball. Polar Tolar came out to play against me. That’s when he started talking about the “war”. Then I found a pizza badge stuck to my shoe. School’s world was spilling into mine.

A Tale of Two Groups Part 2

Remember, I changed the names of everyone in this story. So as I was walking around the school to get in line, I noticed an orange Post-It Note on the floor. It was Captain Pizza’s badge. I considered my options. I could not give it to him, and I could forget this. I could give it to him if he promised to end the war. But he was a friend, and I couldn’t bring myself to do it. “I think you dropped this,” I said as I walked up to him. He thanked me and celebrated. The pizzas were growing stronger, and so were the tacos. Even the teachers were in on this nonsense. Our teacher was a taco, the teacher across from our classroom was a taco, and so on. I really wanted this to stop, but I couldn’t help myself. I ended up making an Asian Club, but that went nowhere. The Pizza People had many members leaving to become neutral,and some left for the Talking Tacos. It was outdoor recess, and I think mother nature was mad at us for making such nonsense, because it was really windy. Not normal windy day. Super windy. Someone almost had to go to the clinic because the wind pushed them into a pole. A few kids were hiding behind a building. I don’t know why they let it be outdoor recess, because it was like a hurricane out there. Soon I found a good hiding spot and sat there until recess was over. The war didn’t go on for the rest of school, but I know it will come up again soon. To be continued… also, this is all true.

A Tale of Two Groups (and possibly a third or fourth group)

War. That’s what they said. It was the worst of times. A weekday. Recess time. It was indoor recess. I was playing Connect 4 as I always do. I think I’m addicted to Connect 4. Before I tell this story, I’m going to change the names of everyone because why not? So Captain Pizza came and said “You are  now a pizza.” Then he stuck a Post-It Note on me. It had an odd looking pizza picture on it. Then Captain Pizza added “You are the Connect 4 Pizza.” Now this may seem small. But that didn’t mean nothing bad would happen. Then Bob asked Rob ” Do you like pizza or tacos?” Rob answered pizza, and he was in the club. Captain Pizza was hard at work, scribbling pizzas on Post-It Notes like he had just eaten a million pounds of sugar. Then I noticed that the club was just hating on tacos. Then Commander Taco, who was on the other side of the room, was saying stuff like ” Captain Pizza copied me,” and “I just made this club for fun.” Now we’re in the “confused” zone. This wasn’t right. That’s where it happened. The Pizza People declared war against the Talking Tacos. But after more classes, the drama was just swept under the blanket. Most people forgot about it. I forgot about it. Until the next day… Now I have to go to bed so bye. Just so you know, this is all true.

A Cat With A Violin Says Hi

There was a cat named Pat who was very fat as he sat on a mat and farted on a rat and wore a hat with a tux and a tie and shoes that were sly and then sat on a chair as he wrestled a bear that ripped out his hair and drove a car very far to a town and drove around in his car and a gold bar when he opens up a book and sits in a nook that he took and stole a jewel and used it as a tool to open up the box of food. Also, a cat with a violin says hi.