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So I wake up and make myself beautiful for all of the wonderful people at school, low and behold, it is cancelled. The book store at the Whitman Center is only temporary. Today was supposedly the last day for it. If these douchebags make me go all the way up to Monroe for three books, I will kill them. Granted... Monroe is not too far away, however, it's still a precious hour of my life that could be spent masturbating or eating food. Perhaps eating food while masturbating... or masturbating with food. Maybe even something really cool that I don't even know about.
Do you know what happened to me the other day? I was at a club with my friends and I saw this sexy motherfucker. So I said to him, "Why don't you take your pants off so I can talk to you." And he said, "Okay."
Do you know what happened to me the other day? I was at a club with my friends and I saw this sexy motherfucker. So I said to him, "Why don't you take your pants off so I can talk to you." And he said, "Okay."