“Kent Wayne! It is NOT acceptable to defecate into an upside down frisbee! Pull your pants up and go to the principal’s office!”
Ahhhh!! Fuck THAT!
I yank my shorts up and tear across the playground. Mr. Mathers chases after me, his bespectacled face red with rage. I just turned eleven man—what’s with all these goddamn rules??? When I wasn’t a teenager, I could do whatever the fuck I wanted and people thought it was cute, but now it’s a completely different—
“WHOOF!” Mathers tries to tackle me, but I dive right and manage to avoid his arms. Scramble up a slide, kick-push off the corner, and—
HI-YO FREAKIN’ CUNTPUNTER!
—land heavily on Mathers’s upper back, drawing another “WHOOF” from his sputtering lips.
“Fuck your old man rules and your old man balls!” I yell as I run toward the soccer field. “Ain’t no ADULTING for Kent fucking Wayne—you serious, bro???”
I hear Mathers calling for backup. Suddenly, there’s like a dozen schoolmarms hot on my heels. I may be a young, strong-as-fuck boy full of cum-on-your-face hormones, but the weight disparity is too damn big—their institution-neutered bodies are nearly twice the size of mine. Only a matter of time before they tackle my ass and rot my brain with societal norms.
So I open my eReader to Echo, activating its reality distortion powers. Magic flash.
My limbs and torso erupt with muscles. In a matter of seconds, I’ve transformed into my hirsute, strapping, thirty-year old self. As I approach the twenty-foot chain-link, I yank my shorts down, plunge the tip of my stripper-pole-sized wiener into the ground, and—
Boi-oi-OI-OING!!!
—vault over the fence, throwing a double middle finger at my pursuers at the apex of my leap. As I land on the ground, my teachers slam up against the fence, bowing it outward and sending a metallic jingle ringing through the air. I turn around and keep running, a mile-wide grin plastered across my face.
“DAMN YOU, KENT WAYNE!” Mathers’s fist crashes against the fence. “DAAAAAAAMMMMMN YOOOOUUUUUuuuuu…”
Music to my ears, muh’fuh. Kent Wayne escapes again! Ha HA! 😀
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