Well I left for class today, got there at a decent time, found a great parking spot, meandered around for a lil bit, then got to class probably 2 min before it started. Sat down, then boom something trickles down my back. Uh oh.
I come to realize it was my piercing. Not good, not good. In a frantic manner I begin searching the floor for the pieces. Nowhere they are found.
I get up to leave class... just as he is walking by about to start the lecture, trying to figure out what to do. I head up the road to the parlour, and the senior master piercer is there. He hooks me up with a titanium barbell, bends it and places it in for the price of the jewelry only.
The future is looking dismal for the city. Sometimes I want things to happen, and outside forces (FRICKEN HURRICANES) have to mess my plans up.
I say they have the freakin justice league, and the x-men, and such to fight crime and injustice, how bout we make a group that are hurricane exterminators? Someone should go out and kick Ivan's ass. Show him who is boss. DIE IVAN, DIE!!!!111oneone!!11!
I come to realize it was my piercing. Not good, not good. In a frantic manner I begin searching the floor for the pieces. Nowhere they are found.
I get up to leave class... just as he is walking by about to start the lecture, trying to figure out what to do. I head up the road to the parlour, and the senior master piercer is there. He hooks me up with a titanium barbell, bends it and places it in for the price of the jewelry only.
The future is looking dismal for the city. Sometimes I want things to happen, and outside forces (FRICKEN HURRICANES) have to mess my plans up.
I say they have the freakin justice league, and the x-men, and such to fight crime and injustice, how bout we make a group that are hurricane exterminators? Someone should go out and kick Ivan's ass. Show him who is boss. DIE IVAN, DIE!!!!111oneone!!11!