Cool Girl Scholarship
Long ways back I was sitting in Comrade Berry's class talking to my dear friend Debo. Me and him were discussing how our high school majorly lacked any cool girls. Then it made perfect sense to us: To promote being a cool girl, we'd offer a scholarship to the coolest cool coolio girl of them all. Now this didn't seem like that bad of an idea at the time because every girl in the whole school was trying to win a scholarship or two. So Debo and I sat in the counselor's office for days waiting for a girl to come in and apply, but no one did. As a result, we ended up talking about the cool girl scholarship once more. Actually, it was really me talking while Debo was sitting there with that funny look on his face. You know the sloth look. Anyway, an idea then hit us harder than a car slams a deer: She'd been there the whole time, right there in front of our eyes, being cool, coolio, the coolest cool girl of them all. She was sooo cool, she hadn't said a word to the either of us, unless you count, "Yo! Get outta my way." or "Whata you looking at!" She was soo cool, she bagged her groceries so that the ice cream and the baked chicken were together and they both kept there desirable temperatures. She was soo cool, she went ice skating in the middle of july, she had polar bears in her closet, dentine ice got cold around her. Now this girl was cool! So we looked at her, and said in perfect unison," Congratulations Darcival, you have won the cool girl scholarship." She then accepted the award by kicking us both swiftly in the shins and turning in some of her homework. Quite the young lady.
The certificate Darci recieved for being the coolest coolio cool girl of them all.
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