I love cereal.
I forgot to shake the soy milk again.
I remember when I was young I wanted to be on the box of cereal.
I mean life cereal isn't even that great of cereal, its not overly sweet.
and its not overly healthy. And I believe the people of quaker oats
knew this before hand, but they picked up their slack by portraying this
cereal to apply to everyone, I mean it's called life, pretty self explanatory.
But I believe th
ey wanted to show that quakers weren't racists and
put different ethnicities of children on their boxes.
I was destined to be one of these kids,
I would have gotten famous
and had a life time supply of shitty cereal and kids around the country would see me
every morning when they woul eat breakfast. And if the old quaker man declined me
as one of their box children, I wo
uld simply press charges for the quaker man not choosing
a child of a different ethnicity, because i highly doubt there are a lot of european guatemalan
children in america.
And if I couldn't be on the box, I might as well have been in the news paper.
But Id rather be on the box. I could have become famous, Like miley cirus or other disney stars, I could have grown up and people who ate my cereal would eat it every day and follow my every move until i turned 18 like the olsen twins, and they would be so proud when I ended up a beautiful and successful person. Like adriana lima
So the point of my story is, if you don't make it in the news paper and you don't make it on life cereal boxes, you'll probably end up a rebellion teenager and smoke pot and write on your blog and post bulletins on myspace all day. Who on earth would want that to happen to them? the reality is, this is the 95% of american teenagers who didn't make it on the box.
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