Well I finnish in High School I knew I was intestined for great things. So right when I got out I moved to COOL COLLEGE FOR HOLLYWOOD UNDEAD FANS EVERYWHERE to get my bachelorette degree in art and literature. So I moved into my dorm when I saw my new roommate doing lines of Smashmouth while drinking red bull and vodka. I telegraph my attack, "Hi I'm Micky Cape Cod" but he countered by telling me that his name was Curse Potato-Chip. We shook hands, and he handed me some popcorn to put in the mic while we watched Drive. I asked him how to make popcorn and he said "Waiting 30 seconds is best" I waited thirty seconds. It wasn't best. I applied for a new roommate. All roommates were taken. I got a new roommate.

I asked this fgts name n he said he was XX666NATAS666XX. I told him he was a nice guy as he proceeded to burn the pictures of my mother while playing Half Minute Villain on the Sega Dreamcast.

So the first day of art school i went my first class, advanced molecular quantum mechanics. The teacher didn't teach anything so we just watched Drive. i was having trubble with the test we got 2 secs later on Drive bcuz it was boring so I was watching No Men for Old Country on my Sony Iphone, now $1200 at your local samsung store! I asked the teacher why Ryan Gosling can't be bad at acting like the rest of us which he responded with "ya fokin wot ya piece o shit m8 i'l fite ye throw ye cross tha blody room ya bigot catch ye midair punch ye into the ground and finish ye off with a nifty kick in the gabber m8 i swear on me mum watch wher ye tread cuz ur movin inta deadly waters m8." I took it as a threat and kissed him.

Next class we went to Advanced Mesopotamian achitechture but it looked gay so I took my shirt off. Lucky for me it was pool day, so I got to be the only won who didn't have to not swim lol fags got nothin. But it turns out the pool was invested something fierce so I had projectile vomiting for seven days. No one was happy besides dirty Dan, who used it as an excuse to sleep with more girls cuz he's diiiiiiiirty. Like seriously there was this one day where he slept with like 6 girls in ten weeks. It was alright, not as good as Drive but I'd give it a solid 17/21. It did poorly in the box office.

I want some chocolate milk. brb.

Turns out were out so I asked a guy for a quarter 2buy1 but he turns around and reveals himself to be the only one Curse Potato-Chip!

This might get dirty, quick.