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leia131It'd disgusting how many people in this college smoke. I just want to scream at them "You're killing yourself, do you know that? And you look stupid too. And you smell!"
Anyways, this weekend was cool. Erin rocks. Hardcore. With handcuffs.
I spent Saturday shopping for college essentials (white board markers, yogurt) with Whitney and Erin, and then Sunday we went to the fair. God I love the fair.
I saw bunnies, and chickens, and cows, and the whole petting zoo, and lots of other cool stuff. Then I went on some rides. They were ok. It was more fun to be on them with Erin rocking out (Flying Bobs) or panicking (Double Ferris Wheel) than to just be on them in general.
I went to my first Demolition Derby. Do you know what a Demolition Derby is? It's Bumper Cars, only with real cars. And real ambulances too. Yeah. Two people got carted away.
As I was cheering a particularly violent hit, it occured to me what a true redneck event this was. And I loved it. I guess I'm a redneck.
Whitney's grandparents are awesome!
And I got to see Kelli, Kristen, Anna, and Becky, however briefly. Becky and I recited Shakespeare. At the Fair. How weird is that?
This is not a short joke.
Nor is it an obese joke.
But your mom is!
Anyways, this weekend was cool. Erin rocks. Hardcore. With handcuffs.
I spent Saturday shopping for college essentials (white board markers, yogurt) with Whitney and Erin, and then Sunday we went to the fair. God I love the fair.
I saw bunnies, and chickens, and cows, and the whole petting zoo, and lots of other cool stuff. Then I went on some rides. They were ok. It was more fun to be on them with Erin rocking out (Flying Bobs) or panicking (Double Ferris Wheel) than to just be on them in general.
I went to my first Demolition Derby. Do you know what a Demolition Derby is? It's Bumper Cars, only with real cars. And real ambulances too. Yeah. Two people got carted away.
As I was cheering a particularly violent hit, it occured to me what a true redneck event this was. And I loved it. I guess I'm a redneck.
Whitney's grandparents are awesome!
And I got to see Kelli, Kristen, Anna, and Becky, however briefly. Becky and I recited Shakespeare. At the Fair. How weird is that?
This is not a short joke.
Nor is it an obese joke.
But your mom is!
