No-one takes you seriously.
Take "If a transvestite goes missing, do they put their faces on a carton of half and half?" for example.
For a week and a half, Kelly has been searching for the answer to that question.
And every-time she asks someone, what do they do? Laugh. They laugh in her face.
Apparently, transvestites do not get put on cartons of half and half when they go missing. Some kind soul on yahoo answers pointed out that instead of putting their faces on milk cartons, they "put it on the side of the tumbleweed that just blew past that joke".
This is a picture of that kind soul.
What a gorgeous creature.
Nothing happened. I read "Vernon God Little"... I mean, I attempted to.
Oh! No, Megan came through.
MEGAN: *bashfully, rubbing toe into ground whilst staring at her foot* Would anyone like to play a game?
MRS ANDERSON: A game?!
MEGAN: Yes, we need four people.
MRS ANDERSON: *sighs* I'll send them through.
MEGAN: Yay! We get to play a game! *skips away merrily*My best friend everyone!
(DISCLAIMER: I hate choosing one best friend, I have four, whom I love equally.)
Sara and I headed out early and had a lovely sit down in Starbucks whilst we waited for an acceptable time to head down to Grammar.
She won't believe it when I tell her, but she's awesome.
We were offered sandwiches... no-one accepted one.
Never refuse a sandwich
EXCEPTION TO RULE:
Unless you are offered it by a teacher.
Then knock it out of their hand and run away.
Listen to Nicki Minaj wannabe cat.
What's that? The cat looks nothing like Nicki Minaj?
Separated at birth.