Blubbo bought a Semisonic CD and took it to school to listen to at lunch. Music was a close second to Blubbo next to playing Duke Nukem 3D with the lights off. Though he was not cool enough to listen to Rage Against the Machine or Smashing Pumpkins at the time, Blubbo always took a liking to music and every so often he bought a CD.
It was beefy dunkers day and Blubbo got double lunch and sat at the far end of a table alone. Despite his attempts for solitude, a group of girls sat down at the other end of the table. They were not as pretty as the popular girls, but still maintained that they were. One of the girls got her period in Spanish class and everyone called her El Bloody Crow. Another stuffed her bra with tissues. And another got a hot dog stuck in her vagina. Despite these shortcomings, they frequently associated with the better and more attractive females.
“They’re not any better than me,” Blubbo said to himself as the girls began to construct a dividing wall of backpacks a few feet away. Blubbo dug into his beefy dunkers and the girls laughed at him.
“Look at him eat!” El Bloody Crow squawked as Hot Dogs and Tissues laughed.
Blubbo took out his Discman and played the opening track called “Closing Time” and opened both of his chocolate milks. As the music cooed in his ears, Blubbo felt the hairs on his neck stand up. Though a reasonable assumption, it was not the smooth alternative stylings of Semisonic that perked Blubbo up, but rather it was the presence of the prettiest girl in school, Amy Featherston.
On her way to the cool table, Amy Featherson had stopped by to ask Tissues for some lip gloss. Blubbo watched as she applied her Lip Smackers Berry Cherry and he began to make out with his lunch. He ate passionately, slowly, thoroughly and then Frenched his pudding. Lost in a new life, Blubbo ate and listened, while the girls looked on and plotted and schemed.
