I sat at my desk today tapping my forehead when all of the sudden, my pen exploded.
No, that was a joke.
...My head exploded!
Joke again!
...The smell of Teenage Boy Cologne assaulted my nose. DING! That's what happened. Holy, holy stench. I hope the girls don't notice that I'm still sweating from gym class. I didn't have enough time to take a shower because I was too busy whipping the other dudes with my towel. That was awesome.
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Oo, oo, was it Drakar Noir?? No wait, I bet it was Polo. Is that what boys still wear? Just thinking of those smell puts me back on my junior high bus.....
Word yo! Whoever decided to exclusively market that swill to hormone crazed pubescent boys sould have to buy all the coaches, teachers, parents, busdrivers, and movie theater seat vacuumers lunch for a whole week.
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