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so i wake up to my alarm going off, so i slap the snooze per usual, but it doesnt shut off. so im all tired and i guess it was my watch which is set 2 mins ahead of my clock (right next to each other on my desk by the bed), because i always hit it and sleep and miss important things, so i have 2 alarms.
so i hit the button on the watch, and its not turning off, so then i say 'what the fuck, Dahl?' and hes like 'FIRE ALARM!'. i missed the drill last semester, so i have no idea what it sounds like. so its 8am, and we're all awake, in the cold. some d-bag burnt some fucking toast in her room. let me say that again in other words, if you burn toast in your dorm room at 8am, cause the fire alarm to go off, and cause a whole dorm of people to be pissed off and tired, youre going to get hurt.
with that, part 2 of entry:
at dinner i was chillin on some noodles n sauce when i overheard a conversation at the table behind me on this very subject. with my cunning foxlike senses, i picked up the name of the broad that had a hardon for some toast this morning. oo shit i says to myself, then she says i was like oh my god she says he says. no im kidding, anyways, i get back to the room and do a little 'people search' on the umass webpage to find her phone number. then a little more cunning foxlike skills and phone talking skills got me her room number. first floor. so we were going to throw her out of the window when we found her, but 1st floor to the ground isnt much punishment. im not going to describe what we actually did, because though this is Friends Only, whatever nevermind ill tell you. lets just say after i threw some johnson and johnson on the palm and had her lookin like Casper, i have a semester of free BLTs, anytime i want. thats how we do it.
so i hit the button on the watch, and its not turning off, so then i say 'what the fuck, Dahl?' and hes like 'FIRE ALARM!'. i missed the drill last semester, so i have no idea what it sounds like. so its 8am, and we're all awake, in the cold. some d-bag burnt some fucking toast in her room. let me say that again in other words, if you burn toast in your dorm room at 8am, cause the fire alarm to go off, and cause a whole dorm of people to be pissed off and tired, youre going to get hurt.
with that, part 2 of entry:
at dinner i was chillin on some noodles n sauce when i overheard a conversation at the table behind me on this very subject. with my cunning foxlike senses, i picked up the name of the broad that had a hardon for some toast this morning. oo shit i says to myself, then she says i was like oh my god she says he says. no im kidding, anyways, i get back to the room and do a little 'people search' on the umass webpage to find her phone number. then a little more cunning foxlike skills and phone talking skills got me her room number. first floor. so we were going to throw her out of the window when we found her, but 1st floor to the ground isnt much punishment. im not going to describe what we actually did, because though this is Friends Only, whatever nevermind ill tell you. lets just say after i threw some johnson and johnson on the palm and had her lookin like Casper, i have a semester of free BLTs, anytime i want. thats how we do it.