hey yo, rob,
so, let’s review what was accomplished on the papers in three hours at the coffeehouse last night:
– robotman was read, twice, and marked all up with pen
– punching nuns were witnessed
– words (twords) like “hove” and “awesolent” were invented
– ex-boyfriend (or ex-guy-i-dated) back from africa was seen, and avoided
– ex-boyfriend’s tall, yahoo-serious-like hair was laughed at
– the fact that you have smurfs christmas specials on tape was also laughed at
so, besides all that other stuff, you got some ideas and i got a thesis statement. which is good, yes, but we still only have three days, rob. three days! it’s likely we’re gonna die before ever being able to jump on the millionaire aglet trampoline! and now we’ll never be able to turn you from wax and safety pins into a real boy! good god, this is terrible! yarr! i hate the sea and everything in it!