So, the *fancy* presents for Mike wasn't even how the day started. It actually started with a race to class (he didn't beat us, we let him win) and, wait for it............. Mike spitting/coughing/shooting water everywhere, what?! Yes, in fact he made quite the mess. If only I had a picture. BUT WAIT! I have a picture of Mike mid-bite (Subway sandwich, yeah-yuh) while laughing at some probably ridiculous thing I was saying while I was super hyper.... don't judge.
Oh, priceless moments! This is definitely getting back to Holland somehow......
3 comments:
Brilliant.
No, really. Literary genius.
Where's Holland's number when we need it... maybe we can pry it out of Ryan or a roommate. *shifty eyes*
V.
thats the creepiest face EVER. :P
bahahah! I'm glad I got to be part of the beginning and the end of all that. ;)
poor mike. the utter humiliation...!
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