Nov. 28th, 2001

Couple weeks ago we wrote five-minute plays for my theater class. Today we went about casting parts for the few that Josh and Logan decided to have read aloud. One of them was called, I kid you not, "The Beauty of Chicks". It's utterly hilarious. Three stereotypical badass highschool guys go to the mall to pick up chicks. Three stereotypical slutty braindead chicks are picked up. They go to the movies, and in some cases, to one guy's house, wherein no parents are to be found. You can guess what's implied there.

Josh (Logan was elsewhere) cast the guys, and then said "now we need three chicks." I immediately raised my hand and replied with the subject to this post. The entire class started laughing. Quite hard. I mean, here's this play where the female characters don't even have names aside from Chick 1, Chick 2 and Chick 3, and there's a definite mental image associated with the type of people you know these characters are, and then you get someone who looks like this jumping up to volunteer for the role... I laughed too. That was the whole reason I wanted to be Chick Insertnumberhere: because the contrast was just so hilarious.

In chem class, the instructor told us about how when they first isolated formic acid, they basically did it by sticking some fire ants in a beaker and boiling it, and the liquid that came off was the formic acid. I found myself wondering if you could get a high off the stuff, and/or if the boiled ant bodies were still any good to smoke once they'd been dried out...

I am 81-100% Ghetto


I am GHETTO FABULOUS.

~eyebrow

Mmm, lunch. Then sleep. I think I've got a cold and I've been tired and blah all day today.

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