"George": The token morbidly overweight kid.
Back in my highschool days, there lived this kid called George. Now, George smelt. That's right- he stunk of shit. He was round, thick, ugly and had clearly soiled himself each and every day, although he didn't have the excuse of being a 'plegic or what-not. I possibly would have felt sorry for him: "but he probably has an awful home life", I may have thought, but unfortunately the stench and the puddle of sweat he'd leave on the seat every lesson, frankly blocked (like his arteries) any kind, empathetic thoughts towards the matter.

AAAAANYWAY, obviously little ol' George was continuously bullied (not by me- honestly!), and would stay off school quite often. Originally it'd be every few days, then every other day, until finally he just didn't come in. Ever. Although he was still on the register, his chubby little face was one I would very rarely see. His friend, however, who incidentally was probably about an eighth of his body weight, would say every single day, without fail, "He's at the dentist's."

Next day: "He's at the dentist's".

And the day after that: He's at the dentist's."

After a few weeks of this, my teacher finally admitted, "Christ, he must have fucking great teeth."

Legend.

By the way, although this sounds really cruel, I had no part in this. Honestly.
( Naive Amoeba Bored Cig, Fri 9 Jun 2006, 14:10, Reply)