An Anorexic Bulimic
(A house party is happening.
Three people are in a bedroom, two girls and one boy.)
Girl #1: "God, you're
so skinny! I'm jealous!"
Boy #1: "Yeah! How
do you get so skinny?!?"
Girl #2: "I throw up
after every meal..." (serious)
Boy #1: "Oh, that's
tiggght! I love anorexic girls!" (blows party horns and pulls party
poppers and throws confetti in the air) "Anorexia! Anorexia's awesome!
Anorexia nervosa! (jumps on Girl #2, hurting her in the process) Yay!
Yes! America! America's #1! Anorexia's #1! Don't you just loveeee America?!?"
Girl #1: "I'll leave
you too alone!" (exits)
Girl #2: "I'm bulimic,
Boy #1: "Hell yeah!
Bulimia rocks! I frickin' love bulimic girls! I love 'em so much!"
(starts throwing balloons in the air and waving gigantic American flags)
"Bulimia's the best! America's the best! Yay, bulimia!" (jumps
on Girl #2 again, in a violent/just plain excited manner) Let's hear it
for bulimia nervosa! Three cheers for America, and bulimia! Hip, hip,
hooray! Hip, hip, hooray! Hip, hip, hooray!"