You should all know that you really can get a guy to ask you for your number just by popping of the lid of a Clorox wipe container and getting hit in the face with it. I shiz you not. Really. This happened last night. I guess there's just something about women in bowties that men find irresistible. Women in bowties popping lids. Yeaaaaaaaa!
You also should all know that every time I wrote "popping" I actually accidentally typed out "pooping". Frack it letter P, you had one job. ONE. O, you pushy bastard. Just go.
There is a Speech and Debate Poetry piece called "Crack Squirrels". It's about actual crack squirrels. As in, squirrels on crack. Just when I thought my faith in humanity was gone,THIS shows up. My life is complete. Screw winning stuff or going to Nationals, I want to stand up in front of a room full of people and talk about rodents and narcotics for six minutes.
WOOOOOOO LET US WATCH SOME WALKING DEAD!!! I'm on eppy 3, season 1guise. I feel so accomplished.
Love and crack zombies in bowties,
Victory
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