1 A lath. -not
splelling out on Heathers. waiting for my rat P.
girls in : k uniforms EVE RYWHERE
so gimp of that are on the his stretching
honor is hidden by pants
y" HEY ANON WE CANT FIND JOE YOU HAVE TD TAKE HIS SPOT."
Slip Mr Johnson into my as I stand up
tolit' Snake my way across the his
Hallie pants on am now only wearing bright yellow : yats.
quickly to my
rality Mr is we the masons t: -we
MOMENT OF TRUTH IS AT HAND.
and waving .
loud slap can be heard each time it hits my thigh
sit begins spinning as we round the corner.
DONT WERE? BU BUT. I' GOT YOUR EACH .
ert) xik propels me into mat.
SHIT I FEEL LIKE A SURE
Afloat the was was
prophetic vision oi one day treating a helicopter made of disks.
sstill have lo walk all the way back across the field to the starting tine to remove
my honor shamelessly
NOT A SINGLE FUCK WAS GIVEN