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You know how sometimes you’re walking to the market to buy some beer and a homeless man with one eye stops you and asks if you have any sharp objects, and you say no because it’s probably not wise to give drunk homeless men sharp stuff. And then you know how he says “that’s cool, I got it” and grabs his harmonica, lifts up his eye patch, and sticks the harmonica in his empty eye socket and then says “Hey brother, could I bum one yer beers?”
You know?
Don’t you love college? I do.
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