The New Boredom

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Oh. Jokes. Yeah, We Get Jokes.

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Yesterday I’m walking down the hallway from my office and there’s these two young whipper snappers sitting there in the hall clearly about to fornicate. They are flirting with the tact and grace of a steam-roller. The girl is wearing this scant spaghetti strap shirt and some glaringly bright neon green bra. The guy looks like a pile of dirty laundry.

Anyways, the girl says, “I, like, totally forgot I had a test today!” and as she says this, the shoulder straps from both her shirt and her bra slip down her arm. As she’s ever so not-coyly pulling them back up she giggles and says “Oops…” in her most vapidly seductive tone.

The guy shifts his laptop around, probably to conceal the tent he was pitching.

And as I walk by I say, “Well at least you know you don’t have class.”

And (no shit) the guy looks up and says to me, “Nah man, we have class in like 10 minutes.”



Blimp Attack.


Written by photokevo

September 23, 2010 at 12:01 am

Posted in I Hate You

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