Sunday, September 6, 2009

Fanatic Much?

Superficial as it may sound, Pringles is the lifeblood of all cramming.
I could not have possibly survived my semester if not for it. I had been staying up all night dealing with the impossible cases with Mr. Pringles and his bonggang bigote smiling up on me. I had been so addicted to it that it almost came to the point wanting really hard to work for them.

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