Unrolling of the Jeans

I was never like them. I always hated it, even when I wanted so badly to be in it. I was one of the first people in my class to stop rolling the bottoms of my jeans, and I'm very proud of that fact! You do realize the juvenile nature of most people don't you? Well, you see, most people's lives are a continuation of preschool. Kindergarten is a continuation of preschool and elementary school is a continuation of kindergarten and middle school is a continuation of elementary school and high school is a continuation of middle school and college is a continuation of high school and the office world is a continuation of college. Frats and sores are the most edible evidentiary making aspect of this fact in college, and certainly not everybody goes to college and the collegeless jobs are actually more immune to this preschoolishness than the college ones, but it is still there. Very few human beings ever grow beyond what they learn to be acceptable at age 4. Very few indeed. I admit, I am indebted to my preschool for most of my human abilities, but my blessing of being the ostra-man throughout my life has afforded me this viewpoint of other people. I don't mean to look down, but some of these jerks could sure be looked down upon (I speak mostly of the crotch-rocketed numbnutted fractions of mobs that walk around like overgrown golf blisters). Why so negative on my birthday? Well, I'm not meaning to be negatory, I'm happy. I don't own a crotch rocket, I will survive if I never see my male friends again (something that can't be said of the others) and I don't roll my jeans anymore. Goodness I'm glad that's over with!
Tuesday, July 9, 2002
02:02 p.m.
by: adam douglas payne