my toes are cold
i dont like it
but im too lazy to get up and close the window, or put on socks
so i guess i shall suffer
Wednesday, September 30
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The Creation of The Great White Alligator
There once was a small collection of highschool students who spent their unassigned periods playing asshole and doing donuts in the laurier hill parking lot. Over the years of their tomfoolery they documented many a humorous story and anecdote, many of which were not entertaining in the least to anyone who did not experience them first hand. Time passed, fruit dropped, flesh sagged, and soon those highschool students were university students. Their academic endevours were varied. Between them they would gain knowledge of the modern and ancient history of the Who people, how to manufacture and program harbingers of death, the fine art of fake engineering, and... whatever Ryan's taking.... pharmaceuticals or something. Sorry Ryan. Distanced too were the locations of their institutions of education. Their lines of communication were not guaranteed to stay intact. It was decided that the memories were to be preserved in the salty brine of the internet. What was created was a documentation of the events that surpassed within the time that was spent together by these fine young men. The piece was named after one of the most illogical and nonsensical conversations that was ever engaged by the group. And thus was born, Great White Alligator.
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