| Report for Poppy | |
|---|---|
| Approved stories | 3 |
| Summary | Perfectly Exquisite |
This consisted of my friend and I linking arms and doing a sort of chorus-line kick while endlessly chanting "We're the Fat Brothers". I don't know why.
A group of about six girls, who claimed to be an "environmental" group and received permission to use the library for our "meetings". We even had a logo, which we drew on our official membership cards and notebooks (crafted from stapled foolscap). In actual fact the name of the club was simply a cover for its real purpose, which was to sit around and write secret-code gossipy messages about Andrea. The club lasted for a week, until the rest of the class found out about the Nature Girls and its crappy name and laughed it out of existence.
Derived from the true-life Rocky Mountain spotted fever. Basically a game of tag where you simply smacked someone and yelled, "You've got Rocky Mountain Fart Fever!" I invented it as a one-off joke, and was gratified when the fever spread throughout the class for an entire recess.