Adventures with Anon: 25/02/2000
WARNING: If you are offended by massive amounts of swearing and/or are my mom or dad, please discontinue reading this Adventure.
Having woken up late this morning, Anon arrived at high school after most of the other kids, as opposed to getting there incredibly early as normal. Because the administrators had decided to build a special hallway, far away from every classroom in the building and very long, just to house Anon's locker (so as to further inconvenience him), he had to pass many huddled masses of students that, similar to the locker hall, served only to cause annoyance.
Normally, Anon attempted to ignore as much of the school's goings-on as possible, but with so many huddled masses, that was just plain impossible. Passing the first of many, he couldn't help but overhear part of an incredibly loud conversation. "Dude, that fucker called me on the damn phone last night, and he wanted to fucking go out with me again! I, like, so told him to fuck off and shit!" "Dude, I would fuckin' done the same damn thing! I hate that asswipe!"
Anon was quick to identify that mass as part of the White Trash group. He suspected them of inbreeding and high blood levels of alcohol and/or crack, but he wasn't sure about that first part. Continuing on down the rather narrow hallways that were supposed to fit 1500 students, he overheard yet another very loud conversation:
"Yo yo, g'. That motha-fuckin' bitch tried to lay me last night! I was like, 'No way, bitch! Yer a fuckin' dog!'" "Yeah, homey, I would fuckin' done the same fuckin' thing! Fuck dat shit! Fuck!"
Anon privately called this mass the Black Trash Group. He didn't ever call them that out loud, though, for fear of stirring up all the fury that is the NAACP and consequently having to go through Racial Sensitivity Training. Having gotten through the apparent Trash Section, Anon got into the jock section. "We fuckin' won that game, man! That team is gonna get a note that says 'Suck my cock, dumbasses!'" "Sweet ass, man!" Then he passed a huddled mass of three, consisting of two jocks and a nerdy-looking kid. The jocks were trying to convince the nerd to say a certain word, and they were helping to get their point across with massive amounts of that same word. Suffice to say, the nerd wasn't conviniced.
Finally reaching his locker, Anon found two of his friends, talking together and apparently waiting for him. As he got within hearing range, he heard, "...and I was in a hurry, so I just said 'Fuck the stop sign!' and ran it!" Arriving at his locker, he only remarked, "Have you ever noticed how much swearing there is at this school?" The kid that fucked the stop sign didn't catch on.