Aren't I the postwhore today?
Going to class.
On Thursday Bob went to class, all the way across campus.
It was a long way and Bob's feet hurt (all Coco's fault for making her buy those stupid boots)
But class had been rescheduled (announced at the two previous classes) and no-one was there.
oops
Then Bob slept in on Friday and missed the rescheduled class.
Not that bright.
posted by Aislinn Sirk @ 6:31 PM
7 Comments:
Siwwy yew. *eyeroll* [/seanaboy]
I like the story about waiting in front of an empty bathroom, too.
Coco is such a troublemaker. I think you should blame her for the closed bathroom door too.
Hi Bob!
Oh carp! Bad Bob.
*spanks Bob*
*grin*
This story meets my approval. It has a beginning, a middle and an end and an implied cautionary message. There's physical sensation (feet hurt) emotion (stupid boots) and an unexpected twist (Bob slept in.)
Still & all - I think chemistry is your true calling.
*wonders is Swami critiques my blog entries, too*
*waves to the whore*
*the post whore, I mean*
Bob, if you keep this behavior up, how will you ever learn all you need to in order to blow up the world. Sheesh.
Aha! It was Coco who made you buy the gum boots right?
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