I am going to class now...

[Silverluna]

feel free to kill each other while I am gone....

 

[Dixon Carter Lee]

Is this your "How to Trick People into Making Me the Omega Man" class?

 

[Problem Child]

"And Speedy Bob Neville -- his great legs churning goes speeding across the finish line with a three minute and fifty second mile. Go ahead, let's see some son-of-a-bitch beat that."

 

[Silverluna]

what?? no. no. no.

It was a humanities class...we got out early so now i am catching up on some missed sleep...


*curls up and sleeps*