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Feb. 13th, 2003 11:33 amSo! This place I work at used to be a bank, back in tha day. Which means there's a big shivery vault downstairs and strange metal plates on the wall with holes that go nowhere. But the point of this is--there's a stairway down at the end of the back hall that's only wide enough for one person. I hate the back of the school anyway, because it's always cold and creepy, but down there is where the candy machines are.
Yesterday I went down, got my bag of chips, and was coming back up--and you know in horror movies, how the hallway turns black behind you? Yeah. Just like that. Cold and dark and fucking scary sweeping right up behind me.
I know this place is haunted--all of the school's buildings are--but I'd rather not deal with it. Ick. And it's worse because I'm hopelessly chickenshit. I'll have you know I booted ass up that staircase in a most impressive fashion.
But hey, *nsync is singing Bee Gees songs at the Grammies, and Jae-fic makes everything better. Hoo-hah!
Kiss by
jae_w
That's the stuff, man. Ohhhh yeah.
Yesterday I went down, got my bag of chips, and was coming back up--and you know in horror movies, how the hallway turns black behind you? Yeah. Just like that. Cold and dark and fucking scary sweeping right up behind me.
I know this place is haunted--all of the school's buildings are--but I'd rather not deal with it. Ick. And it's worse because I'm hopelessly chickenshit. I'll have you know I booted ass up that staircase in a most impressive fashion.
But hey, *nsync is singing Bee Gees songs at the Grammies, and Jae-fic makes everything better. Hoo-hah!
Kiss by
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"It's time to test your love connection. Okay, Chris," Justin pointed at Chris, "can you guess these stars' secret romantic fantasies?"
"I'm betting no," Chris said, but Justin ignored him.
"What's Mark McGrath's dream date?"
"Two hookers and an eight ball."
"Are you going to play right or not?"
"Why, no," Chris said. "No, I'm not. And do you know why? Because I'm thirty fucking years old, that's why. And you know why else? Because I'm a guy. I'm not going to take your little quiz seriously, and I'm not going to go to your dolls' tea party, and I'm not going to discuss which of the Backstreet Boys is dreamiest. Although it's Nick, if you were wondering."
That's the stuff, man. Ohhhh yeah.