| So many papers due. I've typed 34 this semester. Time to pull an all-nighter. |
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| FAAAAAAAAAALLLLL BRRREEEEEEAAAAAKKKK!!!!!!!!! |
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| It's been a while since I've done a poem. Let's see what I can come up with:
The girls that I want, I just don't get
The girls that I don't want, they always persist
Day in, day out, they're always around
They knock on my door, trouble abound
I lock myself in the closet, and I take a hold
and hope I'm not spotted, by those fucking eleven year olds Yeah, true story. I mean, I'm flattered, but I'm nine years older than you. Why do the younger girls always follow me around? |
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| I have now realized the extent of my managerial power at Little Caesars. I can make almost any demand, and they must abide to it. They are in no position to decline. Wow, I'm a dick. |
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