let's read what happens when our fellow greasers take turns saying tongue twisters. this may not be funny but i just got the idea that it would be so read it and review.
Ponyboy sat on the couch in the living room with his English book wide open in his lap. His class was studying tongue twisters out of all things and he was just floored with how many he couldn't say without studdering or laughing.
Getting an idea in his mind, he decided to see if anyone else could recite tongue twisters without messing up. Whoever did, he figured, would be the smartest greaser in Tulsa...like that mattered.
"Hey Two-Bit," Pony said while he poked his older fellow greaser in the head with his pencil, "wanna do something cool with me?"
Two-Bit stared at the television, completely focused on the Mickey Mouse cartoon. "Uh, Pony, no offense and all but I'm not like that, okay?"
Ponyboy rolled his eyes and blushed. "C'mon, Keith. I'm not talking about THAT! Lets say some tongue twisters."
Pony got up and turned off the tv. Two-Bit immediately glared at Ponyboy. "Lets say some tongue what? Look here, Ponyboy, I ain't in no mood to play your little games. Get Soda or Johnny to do it with you. Now, turn on the tv."
Ignoring Two-Bits remark, Ponyboy called for everyones attention. Dally cussed and swore that playing games was for pansies. Long story short, Dally played the game.
Soda, Steve and Darry thought they were too manly to play Pony's game. Long story short, Darry, Steve, Soda, Dally, Johnny, Two-Bit and Pony sat in a circle looking stupid.
Dally was chosen to go first. He picked 'She sells seashells...' as his tongue twister. "She sells sea shells by the sea shore, If slee sells sheshells by the...shit shore...FUCK THIS SHIT!!!" Dally got up and walked out of the house.
All of the greasers stared at each other. Long story short, they never tried to recite tongue twisters again.