You stand in front of the rat hole that you have been forced to attend to by your very homosexual friend . The turd head would not stop his yapping over his legitly gay concern for you future.
You fight the urge to crawl back to your apartment ,but it's all the way on the other side of the world. That would require too much fucking crawling. You do not have that strength yet. Or ever will.
You decide to stop being such a pussy and stop your whining, but then you realize that you can't move.
You can't move!
Your legs are pretending to be two fucking noodles. you poke at them rapidly but the fucking bastartds are taking a vacation in stew land. They will not move.
The thought of never moving again scares the shit out of you. You know a guy that is immobile from the waist down. The shit-stain is frequently being abused. You refuse to end up like that fucker.
You are about to flip the fuck out, when you fen a heavy hand lands on your shoulder sending you flying face-first into the ground. Your legs flop around like the worthless shit that they have become.
You share a short sloppy make out session with the ground.
The shit-eating bastartd that had the balls to knock you to the floor stands proudly above you.
"Hey KK welcome to collage."