"Kelly, what else do we need to complete these fish tacos?" my roommate Scotty Too Hotty asked me.
"Corona," I responded, matter-of-factly. [How the h is "factly" a word?]
"Yeah!" he squealed.
So I put on jeans (I was wearing only a tube top. The rest of me was naked) (psych, I was working work pants) and my Better Lovers hoodie.
This is where it gets good.
"Oh, Heavens!" I gasped to myself. "I live near my students now. Will they see me and read our clever slogan and spread rumors about their Humanities teacher's sluttiness?" What a conundrum. What a motherfucking, fatherblowing conundrum.
I decided to wear it anyway, and I saw a student, but he didn't see me.
The end.
La vida NICU
9 years ago
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