234 or The Idiots Idiot

Yes, I said that losing to a third grader as a fifth grader at my elementary school spelling bee was a "most" embarrassing moment(the word: "bathe", :shudder:), but I never said it was my "most embarrassing moment", unless, you know, I was lying or something(Liar. He never felt more debased. Slaying all the big words, to then come up First Loser on a five letter word in front of the whole school as they watched, rapt[for once, but they may have been sleepy]. I cringe still, really, I think I'll go lie in the tub with the Patron and a Marlboro light or ten). I could never tell anyone all of those things(Liar x 2); and wasn't it bad enough that there were usually witnesses anyway? Clown! Damn. Fry! Oy. I got that yellow cake! No icing but slippery when fuck-ground wet into the kitchen floor, beating back the little demons in big O's, that soothe less and less long(Liar x 3), between the demons dancing on our head for !more! ?what? !more!; "don't worry, the puppies will clean it up." The cake, don't be gross.