His fist crashes into my nose, causing a

His fist crashes into my nose, causing a loud crack and sending blood everywhere. He smirks and says, "You really suck at this." I smile and say, "Screw you too."

Our 60-second speed date was off to a rocky start. "Don't be so jealous," I said, mopping up my blood. "I'm supposed to talk to other men. That's the point." "Adulterous wench!" he

sobbed into his styrofoam coffee cup. "I loved you! I loved you ever since I first saw you twenty seconds ago and cut you, don't you understand? So you'd never forget me!" I didn't

The Boundaries were trying to hold things in, but sense had already jumped over the context and was sprinting for complete pandamonium.

However boundaries don't last forever...

He took out his eraser and rubbed out the border between North and South Dakota. "There! now they are one state! That was easy." Next, he eyed West Virginia.

Not being too sharp on geography, he mistakenly rubbed out the border between W. Virginia and Pennsylvania, taking out the Mason-Dixon line as well. The southerners

and northerners where so angry that they could no longer distinguish between the North and the South that they decided to start another Civil War.

Of course, this only reached as far north as West Virginia, but they were just angsty because they weren't included in the Eastern States Exposition. A Mason-Dixon in crayon.