#816 "My love for meat / chicken borders on ""proto cannibalism"" (for lack of a better word). I was the most compulsively horrific carnivore among my friends who had the agony of sitting at the same table with me will attest to the same. Well, once during my first year , I had sucked a couple of bones dry and stuffed them into my pocket . The next day , during the class, somebody asked me for a pen . I reached for the smoothest thing in my pocket and held it out ( yet again absent-mindedly) for half a minute . When I looked up , half the section was staring at the thing in my hand.
Posted on: Mon, 15 Jul 2013 09:55:54 +0000