Yesterday he was the rising football star up North and a yuppie in general, today a camo wearing redneck in the South. Probably that drink last night. He’s still dumb as a brick. That didn’t change. The next thing that will change? That disgusting mop of hair. High and tight, perhaps? Or just shave it down? Maybe he’ll start to develop that cute Southern accent next too.
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“Look at this idiot,” said the guy on the left as he pointed at himself. “No bro, I’m a bigger idiot,” said the guy on the right as he gave himself a thumbs up. The bro on the right was the latest jock boy on the team. The friendly competition of who is dumber is a common thing with the team. The winner loses more intelligence.
And on the team, everyone is a winner.
More dumb jocks. Lifting the shirt. Flexing. Backwards cap.
They never get old if you ask me.
Yeah dumb jock boy, you changed into the clothes your friends got you! Feels great don’t they? The hat, the shirt, the bball shorts, the socks and shoes. They belong on you. I think your intelligence fell out, see it on the ground? Time to go out and play ball and hangout with your bros! Yeah!
Just keep scratching that empty head, dumb jock boy.
Soon it’ll be filled. With sports knowledge and a limited vocabulary.
And soon the hair will be buzzed down, making him permanent.
The really dumb ones have this determination to pull a mountain or knock Earth off its axis. They will be so incredibly big. And so incredibly dumb. Tells him he’s doing a good job. That jock hypnosis file going around has done wonders to him…
He used to be smart. He used to dress casual. He had great grades in college. He used to go to college. Then he went to stay with his mom and stepdad for the summer in Alabama. And his life changed. He seems happier and less stressed by life now. All fun and play in the woods. Camo and tanks for him. Nascar. He loves his papa and mama.
Yee haw!
At the body shop, get the dumb jock boy body you deserve.
That’s not a suggestion. Coach ordered it. Welcome bro!
Wait where are you taking me!
Just an hour ago, he was casually walking the street and the next he was wearing these clothes, the mit and the hat. He felt himself disappearing now. He was rooting for his team. He tried to take control but couldn’t. His body and mouth betrayed him. He gives in. Fades away. Letting the dumb jock boy take over.
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