Shigaraki taken ‘talk to the hand’ to a whole new level
There was a free in the science lab. Someone had stood too close to the Bunsen Burner and now was on fire.
“Get the fire blanket!” the teacher screamed.
A student to the area of the classroom where there was a sign that read: fire blanket. It was a cabinet. When the student opened it there was nothing but emptiness. The fire blanket was gone.
“It’s not here,” the student said.
“What? Where is it?”
The student on fire started to stop, drop, and roll to extinguish the flame. Once it was out and the emergency was over, the livid teacher addressed the class. The teacher screamed, “Who on the Earth took the fire blanket?! You have made this classroom even more dangerous! This is a very serious offense.”
The entire classroom felt very terrified. Silently Charlie spoke up saying, “Um….I did.”
“Charlie?! Why would you do that?!”
“Sorry, I wasn’t wearing my glasses, I thought it said FREE blanket!”
The student who was on fire spoke up saying, “I was on fire! I could have died! It was so hot!”
“Well, the blanket makes me very warm at night too.”
Charlie wasn’t getting it.
”Will you marry me?” Is a marriage proposal.
”Will, You, Mary, Me” is a foursome proposal.
Ain’t no vicious rumor,
but dead serious joke
cuz no princess
can kiss bajillion times
to get yours truly woke
ah… just one garden variety
Geico Frog Prince
(in actuality I
wanna be caveman bloke)
nothing will disrupt me,
not even minor noose,
so hence go ahead
to get dude duke to choke,
or light a fire under my keister,
nsync with strong arms
issuing lances jabbing poke
but natural gas within me
will endanger nearby folk.
Now listen up,
cuz Zarathustra hath spoke
randomly selected Matthew Scott
sitting prettily athwart
(think Boy George of Culture Club)
on his toadstool,
his (courtesy Zarathustra)
divine inspiration he doth not cloak
couched admonition forewarning
demise kisser will croak
unless he/she qualifies as
bonifide LGBTQ - okey doke
don’t say, I did not give fair
while going for broke
courtesy one gay (ping) small/medium
at large frog, usually found soak
king up sunbeams
nonchalantly taking toke
exotic blend comprising
flies, mosquitoes, moths
and damn dragonflies
after they did marinate and soak
within solution mainly egg yolk
to offer greatest smoke.
Oh don’t be confused, flummoxed,
nor ill humored regarding mine
married status with tadpoles
totalling ahem… sixty nine
heterosexual biological reproduction
consummated as faux sign
unable to retrofit, reddit, ribbit…
no I honest got a short backbone (spine)
with large hip bone to support
powerful leg muscles taut as pine
yet smooth and glassy as River Seine
out true self before I feign to
purportedly rumor heard thru grapevine,
but twitch started by yours truly.
Postscript: my apology,
noah arked intent cited as offender
toward any living creature sexual gender
who might take objection
unfairly labeled, hashtagged,
as duped pretender
cuz thy persona, karma,
charisma… genuinely tender.
I love making my friends laugh. Especially when they are stressed.
It feels good. The room gets lighter and colder, less stuffy as anxiety vanishes. As if someone broke a dam so the stream could run freely.