Saturday, August 21, 2010
Like Old People Waiting To Give
The announcements are as follows: First, literature sympathizers should contact Mr. Imprudencette before Friday morning to ensure that the school speech channel not be switched off again, or whatever, who cares? Next, those 20 alien creatures from the fucking movie with Tom Cruise poised near the glacier memorial must be moved by EOD or the owner will face removal by evaporation squad. Also, we have learned that all thick-willed, slug-brained future expecters should be sure to avoid any computer thundering towards their person or face 507 hours in the tedious cottage. And finally, there will be no more admiration advantages from here on out due to the stubbornness of the room.