Finals are eating my brain grapes, so only one, short story.
I was studying for my Employment Law final and I was reminded that everything goes wrong during finals.
I just finished a lovely practice test, minus the "lovely" part, and all of I sudden I heard a "rrrriiiiiiiiippp".
I wish that noise was an old lady fart, or the sound of ripping an under-grad's vocal chords out, but no. That is the sound of my pants ripping. Right in the leg n' bum area.
Dear Employment,
I would like to eat you like a cheeseburger in exchange for ruining my pants.
Love,
Me
Om nom nom nom
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