Kyle South Park

The siguiente morning, I woke up at 7:30 AM. I put on an naranja blusa and dark green pants, in honor of the boy in my dream. I didn't bother to do anything with my hair, because it's so crazy and curly that I can't do anything with it. I look like Shirley Temple having a bad hair day.I walked down the stairs to see my dad at the dining room table, lectura the newspaper. He looks nothing like me, except for the green eyes. He had straight brown hair,and a purple yalmuka

"there's my red-haired bundle of joy!'' he exclaimed as I walk down the stairs.

I appreciate his dad-ness, but I'm far from his bundle of joy. I'm not the popular cheerleader that every dad expects out of their daughter. All I do is listen to pop punk while I write poems and stories about sorrow and draw demons and dragons. I walked out the door without saying a word to him. bus stop bound, I guess.

over the years of me being a hopeless romantic for Kyle, people always ask me, "what do tu see in him?" Well, I'm about to set the record straight for why I amor him so much.

First of all, his high level of morals. whenever stuff goes down in the town of south park, tu can always count on Kyle to take the experience and turn it into a life lesson, with his notorious 'I learned something today' speeches.


segundo of all, his pride for being different because of his religion. over the course of the show, I have seen Kyle transform from a boy who didn't know a thing about judaism, even though he practiced it, into a a jew that took pride in his religion, and he doesn't take crap from anyone who thinks anything different about it.

there are so many más reasons why i amor him, that I need to write más artículos about why I amor him.

okay, so I know that this installment is going to be a bit silly, but I don't care.

First of all, his hair. tu can't talk about Kyle without talking about his hair. It's so cute! I just wanna run my fingers through it, and use it as a pillow. My perfil picture is him without his hat, for crying out loud!


segundo of all, his feet. I think there's a reason why his feet are shown más than other character on the show. there just so cute tiny, and chubby! they look like they belong on a baby, not a ten año old. I know that this has been expresses a lot in other ways on this website, but I had to mention it here

I arrive at the bus stop at 8:20 AM sharp. Five minutos later, Stan, Kenny, and Cartman arrive. Stan, in my opinion, is kinda cute. Cute as in, I would squeal if he asked me out. Thanks to my awesome luck, he's already dating another girl, Wendy Testaburger. Kenny, he's nothing special. he's really gross though, if tu ask me. Today, on his way to the bus stop, I saw him take a used condom out of his capa pocket and throw it out onto the street.Cartman, on the other hand, is a whole other story. He's like if bananas, pee, math class, and all the girls at my school were made into a zalamero, batido de frutas and I was forced to drink it.

"Hey Kylie, do tu have five bucks that I can borrow?'' Cartman asks me. "oh yeah, that's right! You're a jew so tu put all your money in the bank and tu never spend it!''

Shut up, Cartman!'' I replied. "you're so fat that when tu asked for a water mattress tu were taken to sea world!"

I feel like I am you. We are like sisters. Kyle is the best South Park character ever and i read your articulo about only a few people liking Kyle anymore and I think your right. Not many people like Kyle anymore, I wish they did, but I do and he is the coolest SP character ever and sorry about how stupid this may seem. I'm only in seventh grade. That makes me think about how they are in like what? fourth grade most of the series and there cusing like they're in eleventh grade. But still Kyle is awesome and i respect his JewishGingerness.

and as I stared I counted,
the webs from all the spiders
catching things and eating their insides

like indecision to call you,
to hear your voice of treason
will tu come inicial and stop this pain tonight?
stop this pain tonight"

I read the response with great excitement. I knew that Kyle was the boy that I was looking for. He truly was the man of my dreams, tu could say. I had a good feeling that for the first time, I'll actually have a real friend. I hope that he isn't some douchbag that somehow found out about my dream, dressed like Kyle, only to try to get some secrets from me. If that were the case, I would probably kill myself o something.

"Come over here, tu fucking monster!" I ordered to Kyle

I then wrapped my arms around his warm, unsuspecting body. He had a look of suprise on his face. I know that he thought that I was gonna beat him up, but I knew better. If I did that, then we would have to start this all over again.

We held hands as we walked back to our classroom. When we returned, Mr. Garrison was gone, and everyone was looking in our direction. Everyone must've heard about what happened.

"Let's hear it for Kyle and Kylie!" Kevin Stoley shouted from the back of the classroom.

Everyone started to applaud and whistle, as it we just won an award. Apparently, we were stunning and brave, Just like Catlyn Jenner.