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This entry has nothing to do with Spongebob, I'm afraid to say. The barnacles I speak of do not come from the ocean. Barnacles are everywhere. They're by your locker, they're in your gym class, they sit by you at lunch. They. Breathe. Your. Air. But what are they? I'm sure you have one. They're that one person you can't seem to brush off. You try and try to be subtle as you make your excuses, but somehow they're ALWAYS THERE. Breathing on you. Watching your every move. STUDYING you, probably taking notes, trying to BE you. The the thing that ticks you off the most is they never do anything mean, or anything worth being mean to THEM for. You can't get rid of them, they stick to you like BARNACLES!!! Not even the world's biggest ice scraper could rid you of the monstrousity that is your barnacle. There's no nice way to say it-they are annoying, in the way, they drag you down. No amount of strategy can free you of the torture. Any hiding place is child's play to these talented parasites. I mean no derogation with my description of these innocent socially deprived young people, mind you. I only mean to inform the lucky few that have not yet been victimized by the barnacles that live in every crevace-run while you still can! You have been warned, barnacles are a thing to be taken seriously. It's not too late! |
