Doughnuts/Donuts/Do-Nots

are not breakfast food, south high lunch ladies.

Neither are stale bagels with butter-flavored
cream cheese and mystery danishes.

Like seriously, if i have to wake up at 8am
to come to school when I don't even have to,
they better have a fuckin buffet. But it's okay.
I stayed around for a bit to talk and gain
some graduation knowledge. Then some
leathered lady started calling names for prizes.

The table was almost empty & I was still hungry,
so Paste decided it was time to dip out to Ihop. As
soo as I stand up, what happens? They call me.

My Prize:
-popcorn tub
-popcorn
-Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist
-Sex & The City
-Swedish Fish
-$10 to Manhattan Deli

I gave Miss Jones the Sex & The City DVD.
Not. A. Fan.






Dude, it's only 12:30.
What ever should I do today?