*outside bryan 402, 10 min before philosophy class:

him: "so, did you write your paper last night?"

me: "no. this morning."

him: "oh, good one!"

me: "no, actually i did most of it last night."

him: "oh, yeah. it was funny - i go to print out my paper last night, and my printer wasn't working. so, i go and borrow a printer from a buddy of mine. i had to spend like an hour installing all this crap into the hard drive and stuff. but, anyway so i get that finished, and then i go to print it out, and it says there's a paper jam. and, i'm like, 'what the hell is it talking about?' so, then i was like, 'alright' and i open the thing up, and jammed in there.. is a fucking dead mouse... "

me: "are you serious? gross!"

him: "yeah, i'm like, 'dude! where'd you keep your printer?!?' so, my friend took this piece of paper and pulled the mouse out of there. it was digusting."

me: "sick."

him: "yeah, so i printed out a few copies, threw them away, and then printed out a clean copy... at least i hope it's clean..."


Slapped up here on 10/03/2001 07:06:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...