Posting this on behalf of another.
My daughter related this story to me.

She knows a girl at school of amazing thickness and density who she refers to as Pop Tarts, as the girl was 13 before she learned how to heat food for herself- and was extraordinarily proud of herself for toasting a Pop Tart.

Apparently one day Pop Tarts was looking at her laundry basket and wondered what it was like to be a dirty shirt, so she climbed into the hamper and closed the lid. Her sister came through and asked her what the hell she was doing, then left in disgust when she got her answer.

Pop Tarts got it into her head for some reason that her sister had locked her in the hamper and panicked, and tried to stand up. But as she was in a crouched position with her back against one side of the hamper and her knees against the other, she couldn't get up- so she panicked further. She had a whistle in her pocket and tried to blow it to get her mother's attention, but her mother was downstairs and couldn't hear her through the walls, the hamper and the dirty clothing, so she stayed there for an hour until she realized that she could rock the hamper until it fell over.

She related this story to my daughter the next day, who (unsurprisingly) was remarkably unsympathetic. And now the girl has a rather unwanted level of fame in her school...

Then again, she's also the girl who claims that elephants come from eggs that they keep behind their ears.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 20 Dec 2007, 20:05, 2 replies)

Please
tell me she's blonde! She has to be!

(Sorry any bright blondes out there!)

Oh and *click*
(TheWeeWitch hasn't been here much recently .., Thu 20 Dec 2007, 20:21, closed)

No idea.
I've never met the girl in question, and don't know what her real name is- my daughter just calls her Pop Tarts in this dismissive and derisive tone. I'll have to ask.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 20 Dec 2007, 20:28, closed)