My previous kid-oriented thread reminded me of something I found from when I was a lil’ one…
When I was 9, I had a crush on a boy in my class named Jeff. He hated my guts, but I could have cared less. I wouldn’t leave him alone. One day at home, thinking of Jeff as usual, I took a little scrap of paper and a crayon, drew a picture, and stashed it in a box of favorite things in my closet.
Years went by, and I forgot about the box. Then one day when I was about 16 I cleaned out my closet and found the box way at the back of a high shelf. I opened it up and found, besides other little treasures long forgotten, the picture.
It was a drawing of me and Jeff. Or rather, two wobbly, stick-straight figures standing facing each other. On the one which was myself, I had generously added two torpedo-shaped, gigantic boobs. On the figure of Jeff I had apparently had to cave in his chest to allow room for the gigantiboobs, giving him a rather warped posture. On Jeff, I had attempted to draw what I thought a penis would look like (it looked like a twig with a ball on the end). The figure’s eyes were closed and I had drawn them kissing with what looked remarkably like fish lips. I topped the picture off with the huge caption, "I WANNA DO IT WITH JEFF!! "
Oh my God. I’m so glad my mom never found that. Hell, if she saw it now I think I’d die. :eek: