Thursday, March 10, 2011

Peace Ross



Today was probably one of the worst days of our lives. Just everything felt so grimy. Stomach pains, headaches, and sickness everywhere. Every basch that walked in the hallway had disease in their bodies and the Grub Tough Philosophy was no where to be heard of. There was only one place that still held the GTWL spirit, 4th period Mr. Cood's AP Econ class. With so many dumb baschs not paying attention to Coods, the founding fathers secretly discuss important GTWL business. Nothing was accomplished due to one of our inconsiderate classmates, Macy, who would not stop drowning his ankle in yogurt. He literally had a bucket of plain yogurt sitting next to his ankle and he would repeatedly dunk his ankle in the bucket back and forth back and forth nonstop. It was BLASPHEMY! At least if it was strawberry yogurt, his ankle would smell good, but because it was plain yogurt, the classroom smelled like rotten eggs and mustard. SO SICK! Just imagine to have to deal with that forever, peace ross. As 4th period comes to an end, Aidan Hamilton decides to drink all the yogurt in the bucket. A few seconds after he finished drinking, he peaced to the bathroom so quick.

As we headed out to the science quad, it is only Aidan, Denny, and HNIC trying to pursue the true grub tough lifestyle. Sam Adams chose another route today and we almost PYT'd the shit outta him for not grubbing tough with us. Also, we had no car today because the treasurer lost his key yesterday and his car was towed. What luck.


With so much bullshit going on, Aidan finally walks with Sean Basch to grub at Taqueria Chihuahuahua (Shittiest Mexican Food on Earth). HNIC and Denny make a healthy decision by going to the local subway and while HNIC didn't grub, Denny chowed down on a philly cheese steak footlong. So much depression in everyone's minds. Aidan and Denny end up back in Okra 5th period calculus so tired and disappointed at everything that went wrong today. Hopefully, there will be no more days like this or else someone might go crazy and peace their ross forever. It is an odd future out there. Peace Ross.

Your man,

Denny Franklin

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