I literaly drew a blank on this. Could not think of anything at all for it. I came up with nothing. Nada. Zilch. Zero. I looked at my computer screen and decided to write whatever random thing came to mind. That's how this piece of nonsense happened.

The rules to the alliteration-something battles are simple; simply try to think of a phrase more ridiculous than the last, making sure that the key words have all the same first letter, and if you can, first sound. Bonus points if you get the people around you to participate.

Wow this is the shortest thing I've put on this website, ever.

Rated: K+

WARNING: Mentions of an offensive action, mentions of le two bumps of meat that joins your legs to your back and is comfy to sit on, asbsolutely RIDICULOUS humor, men applauding about le bum-bum, too much cheese, Hamlet is a first name, Jack has a really big behind, and bootylicious is now regarded as a real word (ugh, yucks, no, why, why did it get put in the dictionary why)

Disclaimer: I, in no way, shape, or form, have formulated a plan to make Washingtons off of this document. (Translation: I don't want money for writing this) This is solely for educational purposes only. I do not own How To Train Your Dragon, Rise of the Guardiansm, Cheetos, Twizzlers, Hamlet, bootylicious' copy-rights as a word, a geek complaining, le sweg necessary to destroy at alliteration-something battles, or a campus.

Day 3: Booty

"There's nothing cheesier than an extra cheese pizza sprinkled with Cheetos.

"And there's nothing cornier than a corn dog made from corn on the cob."

"But there's nothing twist-ier than a Twizzler."

Hiccup frowned in thought. Hmm, it was going to be hard to beat Jack at that Twizzler comment. The white-haired teen was smirking at him, clearly thinking he'd won their weird, spontaneous alliteration-something battle. Astrid was lying down next to them, checking her watch and counting under her breath how many seconds Hiccup had left to respond. Hiccup suddenly thought of something he'd heard a fellow geek whining about the other day, and smirked so triumphantly that even Snotlout paid attention to this last remark.

"Last I checked, there was nothing more bootylicious than a booty."

The room was dead silent for a moment as everyone took a sudden intake of breath. Tuffnut rolled into an upright position, stared at Hiccup with solemn eyes, and then started up a slow clap. Snotlout joined in, then Fishlegs, and after Aster and North. Before long, all the boys in the room were clapping, and even a few girls (like Merida and Astrid). Hiccup nodded, wetting his lips and savoring the victory, raising his arms as if saying 'yeah man, I know, I know, it just happened bruh'. He stood up and bowed, ignoring how Jack flashed him the finger. His boyfriend had always been something of a sore loser anyways.

From that day forth, Class 229 forever respected Hamlet 'Hiccup' Haddock, regardless of his first name. For he was the one, and the one and only, to put out there how bootylicious a booty was.

(And it only made sense, seeing as he was gay and the boyfriend of Jack Frost A.K.A Biggest-Butt-On-Campus.)

I promise the ones after this won't be as ridiculous (hopefully).