Impossible,the
Fatboy

in elementary I was the lowest class, a bitter little kid good in science and math. I never had a problem making the other kids laugh when they'd steal my lunch or kick me in the ass but I could see the surface from there, choking up and grasping for air, no sanctuary but my secret lair, my reason for resistance was clear. my telephone never heard a ring so to my comic books I would cling, talking to girls was an alien thing Fatboy like I was when I was young, it's hard growing up when they're putting you down. Fatboy like I'm living right now when I aint got luck, I aint got nothing. So I slammed my door and I locked myself in with dungeons and dragons and todd mcfarlane, staring so hard at the pages I pecked just to steal my attention away from the attacks.