Hey juys! You best be eatin a whole mess of fluffy puff....

ah, who am I kidding? College fucking sucks. I hate all my classes. My roommate's a big jerk. Damn. I wish I was dead. The following song explains my feelings at the current time:

Spring has come
Worms are showing their faces
Little birds are eating them.

Spring has come
Children are going to school
Farm dogs are giving birth to puppies.

Spring has come
Women are looking in mirrors
Egg pies are baking.

Yeah, that about sums up my fucking life.