So I'm here at school, getting my learning on, when I walk into the student study area and nearly run into a woman of the 5'5" 300 lb variety, and did a hard to starboard to avoid collision. It just so happens that she stands up as i'm walking in, in a manner consistant with when I do a 400 lb squat at the gym, and her pants , which look like they were made out of two denim four-person tents, slip down showing me, and everyone else her thong.
Yes, I said thong. Ladies and gentleman, I did not even know they made size 86 thongs.
Needless to say, I had to bite my tongue, since I was ready to scream in horror, and moved with great purpose out of that room.
"How many levels of wrong is this," you ask? At least 86.
Topic: Oh Dear God II (Read 1073 times)