I went fishing the other day, and I saw a
big fish in the shallow and I thought
about Ming. That wise fish, in its purest,
most impractical, and least material
form. I threw a rock at it; did I scare the
living daylight outs of him? "Hell no,
he's bigger'n I am."
Ming thinks this friendster bullshit is a fucking
race. Well, its not! 135 friendsters?! Whore!
And speaking of arm-wrestling, I did beat
Ming. But, that's because I'm huge.
i live above you!! enough said!
big fish in the shallow and I thought
about Ming. That wise fish, in its purest,
most impractical, and least material
form. I threw a rock at it; did I scare the
living daylight outs of him? "Hell no,
he's bigger'n I am."
race. Well, its not! 135 friendsters?! Whore!
And speaking of arm-wrestling, I did beat
Ming. But, that's because I'm huge.
I said "I know"
Then I beat him at arm wrestling
Moral of the story: smoking makes you strong
an undergrad as long as I have. On the
plus side I haven't been a lab proctor
anywhere near as long.