A/N: Ok. Right. Ummm. So. Apologies if this is short. Anyway. So. Right.
Let's get on with it.
- J
The Spanish classroom (are we ever anywhere more interesting?)
S: Al paseo is... um... a long street with trees! Now what do you call that....?
J: utterly bored A boulevard.
S: A boulevard! Yes! Oh, how elegant!
J: You don't say...
P: ...why don't you just call it a long street with trees?
M: Because, P. It's less elegant.
J: There are songs about boulevards. And kissing. Like that Killers one. What's it called...?
M: Go die.
J: No, it's something like, Jenny Was A Friend of Mine, I think. BUT I DO NOT KNOW. D'you suppose she'd notice if I put my earphones in to find out?
M: Probably not.
J: I'm not sure... she's kinda tetchy these days...
M: Maybe she's on her period. Permanently. Or is she too old for that?
J: M. What rating is our conversation? Because once we're on this subject you'll end up on frying pan masturb*tion. And we DON'T want to go there, do we, darling.
M: PG-13. Like, 12A over here.
P: I know a Green Day song about long streets with trees. It's called 'Long Streets with Trees' of Broken Dreams (she means Boulevard of Broken Dreams).
J: ignoring P completely We're so unfailingly British, aren't we? Even though you're Egyptian, P's Dutch and I'm Irish.
M: Well, I'm more British than Egyptian, anyway. I talk with a sexy British accent. (Note from M: We all do. We're sexy)
J: (Note from J in reference to note from M: Yup. So sexy for a group of British schoolgirls. We have navy uniforms and EVERYTHING) M. That isn't funny.
M: I am sexy. I'm a teenager. Teenagers can be sexy.
J: **** YOU. Everybody loves a blonde. And I'M BLONDE. YOU CAN'T EVEN PULL OFF RED WIGS.
M: How would you know? You've never seen me one. I'm utterly sexy. I have boys and girls falling at my feet.
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UmorismoThe misadventures of three intelligent teenagers who are almost always bored. In their Spanish lessons, anyway.
