Tuesday, June 25, 2013

The Joke

What's black and white and red all over?

Your face after I punched it because you kissed Suzy Flanders behind the bleachers at the Homecoming Game. You thought I wouldn't be there because I don't like sports, but you forgot all about my big sister in the marching band. Ba-da-le-da ba-da-da-da-da dum dum went the drumline. Pow! went my fist, all comic-book loud and vibrant, straight into your formerly-perfect nose. I bruised my knuckles, but as the blood dripped over your lips I knew it was worth it. You became nothing more than a punchline, and my broken heart hurt a little bit less.

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