The first two weeks of September theory continues to hold true.
RIP Johnny Cash and John Ritter
Its almost over, hopefully we can make it the rest of the way.
Oh, bury me not on the lone prairie
These words came low and mournfully
From the pallid lips of a youth who lay
On his dying bed at the close of day
Oh, bury me not and his voice failed there
But we took no heed to his dying prayer
In a shallow grave just six by three
We buried him there on the lone prairie.
-johnny cash
Joannes creditors are now leaving voice messages, this cant be good.
My Humanities teacher is ambi-dextrous, he'll just switch hands when writing on the board in the middle of class. The first time I have ever seen it.
The 2+ plus year streak of never missing a Pitt game at Heinz Field will come to an end tomorow as npoc opts to tailgate in the PIT instead of watching PITT and watch WVU play Cincinati at Mahtaneer Field, rather than tailgate alongside homeless people and crackheads and then watch Pitt play the almighty Ball State. Its more of a protest of Pitts weak scheduling than anything else.
Thats all
Take it on the run baby
Goodluck to all in escaping the first fortnite of september
I aint forgettin
--n
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