Jen and I have calculus together this semester. Not only is the class ridiculously easy (for some of us), but the professor puts me to sleep. To stay awake, Jen and I write to each other in our notebooks.
Here are some excerpts from my calc notes, taken today. You can make your own assumptions about what exactly was going on.
"That's what she said" (in response to Jen's "shoot me in the face...PLEASE!")
"Fuckin' A, it's my lucky day!"
"I'm gonna get my hair cut like his."
"You should lend him your vest."
(Drawing of our 100000-year-old professor wearing Jen's furry vest)
"He's not going to argue the 'REASONABLENESS'."
"Speaking of erections, I have one."
"That's what I'm getting you for your birthday, along with a first edition Bible and 'Pootie Tang'."
Hahaha. Maybe you had to be there. But probably not.
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