And it paid for my first semester of college. Those were the days.
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For some reason, I misremembered what this commercial was like. I had some Dickensian boarding house image in my head. How odd that I remember seeing this commercial as a kid, and then years later met you because we lived on the same floor at Ithaca College for a year.
Get your hands off my soup before I rip out your scrotum by reaching through your filthy gullet you noob. At least that’s how I interpreted that last shot. I’ve seen you give me that look several times at school, now I know where you got it from.
Tee-hee! So young then! But I wonder how I could get a cutie like that to ask me to the big dance? *giggles like a baby dork*
You, as they say, rock.
Tee-hee! So young then! But I wonder how I could get a cutie like that to ask me to the big dance? *giggles like a baby dork*