Well, now I feel all better.
Dear Giant White Guy with no fucking rhythm,
Please STOP dancing and tapping your foot across the table at your wee little girly~friend, whom I'm not so sure is not a boy. Please stop, gyrating your hips in your chair, it makes me want to ask you if you need some money to buy some kind of itch cream.
Thanks,
Someone who is here because they need the internet access but can't concentrate because of you, you bloody cow.
P.S.
Does Northern University, which I see you grading papers for, know that your dating this wee young thang? If you don't stop playing the rural white fool gone cool~ I'M GOING TO CALL THEM AND FIND OUT!
Please STOP dancing and tapping your foot across the table at your wee little girly~friend, whom I'm not so sure is not a boy. Please stop, gyrating your hips in your chair, it makes me want to ask you if you need some money to buy some kind of itch cream.
Thanks,
Someone who is here because they need the internet access but can't concentrate because of you, you bloody cow.
P.S.
Does Northern University, which I see you grading papers for, know that your dating this wee young thang? If you don't stop playing the rural white fool gone cool~ I'M GOING TO CALL THEM AND FIND OUT!