A guy in my Spanish class in 10th grade told me this story:
Steve was in kindergarten (Steve was the one telling me the story, and he actually told it in first person, but I don’t want to confuse anyone here) and he had a crush on this girl. One day he asked her to be his girlfriend. She said no. So he hit her in the face with his lunch box.
The next day he asked her to be his girlfriend again. She said yes.
I love this story. Now even if you didn’t think that story was funny, here is something that ought to make you laugh. Here is a picture of me from the 10th grade with my ex-boyfriend covered up by a post it note.