So anyway, I was standing in line, when this GODDESS walks in. I mean, she was, like, the most gorgeous girl I had ever seen. So I was just standing there, staring at her.
Then, after about 5 minutes, I looked up at her face, and she was staring back at me!
So I looked at the guy she was with, and he was staring at me too. So I ran.
Is that right? Did you happen to get his number? License plate? Date of birth? House of Spaghetti card number?
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I'm a paper clip here to tell you of my amazing paper-holding-together skills!
What the fuck?! Why would I ever need paper-holding-together skills?
Why, my dear boy, after long study sessions at the library for school reports, you'll need me to fasten your pages of encyclopedic information together!
Calling community college!
Oh, that doesn't matter. I don't like encyclopedias. They have too many big words in them.
We had these air generators inside our suits so we could breathe but because of the thickness in our helmets, we had to wear these transmitters. I had no air.
I tapped an assistant on the shoulder saying through my helmet “AIR AIR.†I couldn't breathe. They thought I was saying “HAIR HAIR.â€
So they brought over hair and make up. I said “No No-- AIR.†Luckily they figured it out and fixed my air tank before I lost consciousness.