my morning

Feb 08, 2006 15:54

The stark white cinderblock wall vibrated with the jeers of two-dozen depraved inmates. The shower water was beginning to lose what little warmth it had had to begin with. It had been a month since I last felt the soothing warmth of a free man's shower. I did my best to remember, but the echoes of the evil voices around me kept me anchored in ( Read more... )

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angularvelocity February 9 2006, 03:31:40 UTC
well, i definately got you beat, im pretty sure i got a zero or so on my differential equations, and thats with actually being there and available partial credit. i lose beyond all recognition. i seriously wouldnt question it if he handed it back and said something along the lines of "you're going to need to drop out of school" shit. or as we say in franchez, merde (or something like that)

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idropthefbomb February 10 2006, 02:50:16 UTC
well. i got that fucker back. i found the folder where he lived. i set him on fire. then i set fire to his final and quizzes. then i torched the whole folder. RIP french test

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lessthanhammy February 10 2006, 07:37:53 UTC
RIP? more like BURN IN HELL!!!

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