So, I'm pretty obnoxious... I get kicks by messing around with people. I like to pull pranks and push people's buttons.
Take today, for example... I know Eugene takes food seriously (a little too seriously), so I hid his bread sticks from him while he was in the restroom. Dude went crazy when he found out that his bread sticks were missing. Hahaha... (Of course, he immediately suspected me of stealing his precious sticks when it could have been any of several people eating at Taco Bell/Pizza Hut. Why is it always me?) He told me that if someone stole his personal pan pizza, he would have probably gone berserk and killed someone. I believe him. Eugene loves his food.
I think I'm going to take my small group of 10th grade juvenile delinquents saran-wrapping this Friday night. I'm not being a good example, but if you knew who the target was...trust me, you'd want to join in the fun! (Oh oh...)
On a side note, I'd like to jot down my observations about irony and the earthworm. What is irony? Irony is the earthworm managing to escape drowning in the soggy soil after a rainfall only to dry out on the sidewalk and die.
(EDIT: I looked up some info about earthworms and apparently, they can't drown. The reason they come out of the soil is to mate. So, what is irony? Irony is the earthworm leaving its home to procreate, to create life, only to find death at the hands, or rather, the boots of merciless men.)
EARTHWORMS ARE OUR HERMAPHRODITIC FARMERS!
Take today, for example... I know Eugene takes food seriously (a little too seriously), so I hid his bread sticks from him while he was in the restroom. Dude went crazy when he found out that his bread sticks were missing. Hahaha... (Of course, he immediately suspected me of stealing his precious sticks when it could have been any of several people eating at Taco Bell/Pizza Hut. Why is it always me?) He told me that if someone stole his personal pan pizza, he would have probably gone berserk and killed someone. I believe him. Eugene loves his food.
I think I'm going to take my small group of 10th grade juvenile delinquents saran-wrapping this Friday night. I'm not being a good example, but if you knew who the target was...trust me, you'd want to join in the fun! (Oh oh...)
On a side note, I'd like to jot down my observations about irony and the earthworm. What is irony? Irony is the earthworm managing to escape drowning in the soggy soil after a rainfall only to dry out on the sidewalk and die.
(EDIT: I looked up some info about earthworms and apparently, they can't drown. The reason they come out of the soil is to mate. So, what is irony? Irony is the earthworm leaving its home to procreate, to create life, only to find death at the hands, or rather, the boots of merciless men.)
EARTHWORMS ARE OUR HERMAPHRODITIC FARMERS!
