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So today was the start of a new semester for me. The only classes that changed were my advisory, and my theater changed to Art.

In advisory, I was mentally reciting random lines that were scattered in my subconscious, and somebody sitting near me started saying exactly what I was saying in my head. I started freaking out for some reason, and was trying to think of an excuse to get out of the class early because I was freaking out.

Sleep deprivation ftw.

'Art' fucking sucks. Within the first 20 minutes of class, she gave us some kind of formula to use, so we could write our names correctly.

It's an art class...teach us art, not math or literature.

I can tell she's going to be a bitch. I also sit next to some masculine douchebag who kept snickering at everything the teacher said.

We had to fill out these sheets, and one question was 'what is your name, and what would you like to be called.' I put Joe Ruane, and Salvatore Hankypants.

The teacher made the person sitting next to us read off of our sheet out-loud. When the person read off the bit about Salvatore Hankypants, the douche-kid sitting on the other side of me was like OMG WUT A FAG.
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Michael says:
I love sswimming.
I love it whenever some little kid underwater swims into my crotch.

Unless we bring a tank.

Michelle may be best known for her infamous ability to eat cake, perform circumcisions, and perform abortions all at the same time. Ever since she was young, her mother always knew she would grow up to eat cake, perform circumcisions and abortions, but she hadn't slightest idea that they would be done simultaneously. As a teenager, it is believed that Michelle had perfected her technique of anal rimming, which was considered a necessity to survive in Soviet Russia at the time, which is where she got her first lesson in performing circumcisions. Michelle No hijacked a private jet that was taking off from an unknown residence on the eastern slope of Mt. Ejaculate. With this private jet, he traveled to Soviet Russia on only a half-tank of gas. After the gas had run out, it is rumored that she used her own breast milk to fuel the engine for over 3/4 of the trip. After this amazing feat, Michelle No had performed her first circumcision and abortion on the same day (and same patient coincidentally). Later that year, in front of a stunned audience, she had been munching on some delicious chocolate cake, while performing an abortion and circumcision.

Later that day, as she was jerking off to child pornography, she ejaculated so hard, that it knocked over a Church in Moscow (this was after the fall of the Soviet Union when religion was no longer abolished. It fell while she was performing the abortion/circumcision/cake consumption act.) that crippled her for the rest of her life, which was fortunately not long, because she died after being gang raped by a pack of wolves.

But at least I'm not a hippo.

Also New Song

Joe says:
Dan
want me to piss you off?
like a lot
Michael says:
SOUNDS LIKE HEAVEN TO ME
Daniel says:
?
?
TWO THOUSAND DEGREES says:
oh god
Daniel says:
?
?
TWO THOUSAND DEGREES says:
sounds interesting
Joe says:
just answer
y/n
Daniel says:
LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY
AND YES

Poocol has been added to the conversation.

Daniel has a huge crush on Poocol, and wants to get married with her and have a million babies, and live in a big home in the suburbs of Chicago

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Comments on this video: (I'm AppleHankypants)
I was trying to be naive, but people took me seriously.

AppleHankypants
Can a man do this?
I'm afraid I might get breast cancer.

dramatification
men do get breast cancer so yes

AppleHankypants
So that mean women get testicular cancer?

alexc475
lol yes but a man should worry about testical cancer thats the worse one you never want to have as a guy. because if the tumors are too big then kiss your balls goodbye ;[]

AppleHankypants
What if I don't believe in cancer?

But oh god it was fun.

At first I was really dizzy, and then I started getting really happy. I would lie on the ground and shit.

I called up Elvis, I talked and said 'What' a lot.

My subconscious was laughing it's hairy little ass off.

Then I started getting really really really really hyper. I felt like I could slide across the world, without trying. I ended up doing a round-off (like a cartwheel, but cooler) around my TV.

Elvis showed sent me 'The Grifter' some creepy little video, and near the end, one of the subliminal scary faces made me jump out of my seat, and I started freaking out.

Eventually Elvis got me to relax, so I tried to take a nap on the floor. I couldn't, so I tried to watch Point Break until i was good.

Now I think I'm crashing or whatever, but I'm still pretty dizzy.

Feel like shit

sagurhaugherbadsg

Just drank like, and inch and a half of the bottle (which is about 4.5 inches tall).

I have a stomach ache now.

I wonder how high I'll get. Probably not that much.

RockMessiah123, Virgilia, and Dan are all gone (although the first two came back I guess).

Is the internet getting boring or something?

Shit, next thing you know, Elvis, Michael, and I will leave.

Shit.