Oh gosh. And I haven't posted all week. I did eat an excellent red velvet chocolate cupcake, however, courtesy of my friend Rick Horne. THANKS, RICK!
Anyhoo. Had this experience walking home from grocery shopping today. Passed a group of jr. high girls hanging out in front of the Sev, when suddenly a Slurpee fight broke out. They started pouring their Slurpees all over each other, filling the air all around with screams and Slurpee-type scents like watermelon and blueberry.
I managed not to get hit with free-flying flavored ice. But the thought did cross my mind, "Seriously? I'm writing for this age group?"
You haven't been watching Glee, have you.
ReplyDeleteUmm, that was me at that age, and also maybe a time or two in college. But I wasn't the one screaming that awful high girl scream.
ReplyDeleteThat is funny! What I want to know is were they having a fun fight or mean fight?
ReplyDeleteSometimes teenagers seem almost like aliens to me. Sometimes, cute aliens. Sometimes scary. But alien nonetheless. It must be a challenge to speak their language.
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