Thursday, December 15, 2005

How cold is it?

I'll freaking TELL YOU how cold it is! Last night, on my way home from the library (BO-HO-HORING!), I stopped at College Town Pizza for a little slice of 'za (if ya know what I'm saying. YEAH!) They only had plain left, seeing as it was almost closing time, but I ordered up a slice anyway. To go.

They put in in a bag, a white paper bag, on a plate. I held it with both hands (to keep it level) and took off towards home.

[insert extreme cold here]

Upon arrival, I headed up to my room to fire up an episode of the west wing and enjoy my pizza. But, alas, my pizza had FROZEN on the walk home!

THAT's HOW FRICKIN' COLD IT IS!

PS If you're into the west wing, drop me a line, ladies!

2 Comments:

Blogger Smerdyakov said...

Burn, Cornell, Burn!!!!

Here's to good old Brown, drink her down, drink her down.
Here's to good old Brown, drink her down, drink her down.
Here's to good old Brown, she's the jolliest place in town,
Drink her down, drink her down, drink her down, down, down.

I'm a Brown man born, and a Brown man bred,
And when I die, I'll be a Brown man dead.
For it's rah, rah, Bruno-nonia, rah, rah, Bruno-nonia,
Rah, rah, Bruno-nonia, Brown Brown Brown.

Oh, we beat Harvard and we beat Yale,
And we tied a knot in the Tiger's tail.
For it's rah, rah, Bruno-nonia, rah, rah, Bruno-nonia,
Rah, rah, Bruno-nonia, Brown Brown Brown.

Oh, we beat Dartmouth and we beat Penn,
But that was back in 1910!
For it's rah, rah, Bruno-nonia, rah, rah, Bruno-nonia,
Rah, rah, Bruno-nonia, Brown Brown Brown.

2:13 PM  
Blogger Geoffrey said...

Allow me to change the subject again!

Thanks so freaking much for coming down to the NYC to see our show, guys and gals. Fun as hell having ya down.

Vive les Skits-O-Phreniques!

11:34 AM  

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