So i decided it would be a good idea to write my econ term paper while shooting southern comfort, and by shooting i mean drinking from the bottle like its going out of style. So when i get it back my econ teacher calls me into his office and tells me that the first five pages of my term paper were pure gold, but on the second five pages i just repeated "the gnomes the gnomes there going to steal my sauce". True story
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