LOL!!!1

The ROFLCOPTER flew past something ridiculous today, but did a good job keeping a straight face. Seriously, though, I'm walking up the stairs in Porter Hall and I turn around the corner and standing in front of me is this short man who was as wide as he was tall. He was huge! And what made it all the more amusing was he was a security guard of some sort because he was wearing a uniform which allowed you to see more visibly his lovely round figure. I almost feel bad for the guy, but you should of seen him. My head exploded.

I hate when situations like that happen. You're walking along and then, boom! "Out of FUCKING NOWHERE," something funny or ridiculous looking pops up in front of you and you're just thrown off. You can't laugh or scream because that would just be rude. You have to keep walking and convince yourself that person or situation really existed.

This type of situation shouldn't be confused with the situation where the person is beyond funny and just sad or disgusting looking. We call this type of person a train wreck. You look once and you want to look away and wash your eyes out with acid, but you have to look back and stare. It's almost impossible to look away. You get in a trance. This is called a train wreck because for example, if you were to come across a train wreck, even with all of the carnage and twisted metal, you can't help but look. It's human nature. We're curious and terrible people. ROFLCOPTER, take us up, but don't crash. I don't want people looking at us.