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school continued today, and lemme tell you, i agree with my man anderson when he talks about the people with the salt on their pants...'at least its not sulfur' they wimper...i kinda was hoping itd be arsenic...or cyanide...but anyways...what classes havent i talked about...ah yes...that beastly chick in chem will not leave me alone...everyday its a new fucking thing to talk to me...'can i see your planner?'...'do you have a calculator?'...'were you the one who needed someone to take notes for them?'...holy mother of god shit....take a few steps back....take a few tic-tacs....take a few dollars and buy a fucking bra and something other than a worn out 1992 superbowl XXVI t-shirt...you fucking bug infested rat bag...i coulda sworn everyone needed shots in order to enroll in a public school