The Ledgend of The Cheese Face
Sup. It's me, The Cheese Face. Now, my face isn't REALLY made of cheese. It's just a nickname I got from my friends. I remember it like it was yesterday.
(Wavy flashback mode)
It was 4th period Math class. My class was learning about proportions or somethin' like that.
We, as a class, were working on this math problem where you were s'possed find out how fast this Olympic speed skater was going. The answer? 10mps (meters per second). so I said "My face can't stand the G's!" But my friend Maddie thought I said cheese and was like "your face is made of CHEESE?!" I tried explaining but she kept calling me Cheese Face.
I gotta go before my sisters kill themselves.
Ah, yes. Good times. Well, yeah, I should go before my sisters kill themselves.
Cheese Face out.
(Wavy flashback mode)
It was 4th period Math class. My class was learning about proportions or somethin' like that.
We, as a class, were working on this math problem where you were s'possed find out how fast this Olympic speed skater was going. The answer? 10mps (meters per second). so I said "My face can't stand the G's!" But my friend Maddie thought I said cheese and was like "your face is made of CHEESE?!" I tried explaining but she kept calling me Cheese Face.
I gotta go before my sisters kill themselves.
Ah, yes. Good times. Well, yeah, I should go before my sisters kill themselves.
Cheese Face out.
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