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Raccoon Eyes is Trying to Kill Me

I went down to the cafeteria, bought a Spicy Chicken wrap, ate it in my room, and an hour and a half later, I was in fits of bloody…nausea.

Ugh. I feel so terrible. I’m not going to PHIL 202 - despite the fact that I wasted me freebie class when I went drinking with Liam and Andrew. However, I do not want to throw up on Crystal, or Mulva - the army chick. It would be devastating for all parties involved.

Curse you Raccoon Eyes, and your low standards of cleanliness. Curse you straight to hell.

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