If I Was A Monster
I was reading a story to my seven year old the other night.
The book is filled with monster characters but they're all kind of gay.
They wear normal clothes and go to elementary school.
They hug each other a lot and they even sing songs.
And that got me thinking.
If I was a monster, I would be The Shit and people would think I was the best monster ever.
1. Clothes.
First of all, I would never wear clothes.
My junk would be just as scary as me, all hanging out and monstrous and stuff.
It would make people scream just to look at it.
It would always be waving around and looking terrible.
Sometimes I might even grab it and bludgeon people with it.
That would be hard to do if I was wearing a jogging suit or something.
2. Hair.
If I was a monster, I'd have tons of hair.
If you think about it, there are very few monsters with hair.
A lot of them are bald-headed or have tentacles on their heads.
I would have a huge monster 'fro.
It would be scary, but it would also be cool.
3. Slime.
I'd be literally dripping with slime.
If you have lots of slime, you don't even have to be that scary looking.
People just naturally freak out because you're gross.
Plus, slime makes a cool sound when you sling it against stuff like walls and people's foreheads.
That would be awesome.
4. Education.
As a monster, I would never be allowed to go to school because I would trash the place.
But I'd be naturally gifted.
When a chick's boyfriend tried to save her from my clutches by luring me into a trap, I would ruin his shit.
No one would ever be able to trick me.
I'd always be one step ahead of everyone and I would be sure to dominate anyone smarter than me.
5. Morals.
I wouldn't have any.
There's no chance that I would ever be homesick or lonely.
I'd have no weaknesses at all.
If I was a monster, I would ruin a whole troop of girl scouts without even thinking twice.
I would like to have at least one monster friend because wrecking shit is more fun with a buddy.
But if he got taken out with a rocket launcher or something, I wouldn't care that much.
I'd keep right on rampaging.
Anyway, there would never be a book about me because everyone would be too scared of me to write one.
I would spend all my time just stomping around, taking people's heads off, and knocking stuff over.
If I was a monster, it would be a bad idea to write a book about my shit.
Especially a kid's book...