Since the ferry back wasn't due for some

Since the ferry back wasn't due for some time, he figured nobody was checking just where he was THIS MOMENT. He grabbed a bag of fertilizer, some rags, nilla wafers, an LED, and

The Anarchist Cookbook and locked himself in a bathroom stall. He figured it was now or never. He popped 4 nilla wafers in his mouth and started divvying up the fertilizer into

four different toilets. With the Anarchist's Cookbook he was going to show the YMCA that

kicking him out just because he insisted that everyone sing the village people Song at YMCA camp was a big mistake. He dropped a chunk of sodium, sulfur, & phosphorus in each toile

and snuck out of the dressmaker's studio snickering at the thought of skinny models screaming in agony. The dressmaker was an ardent supporter of the YMCA so it was a fitting

Israel. That trip had been a disaster, and he had nearly thrown her out of a three-story window, but she'd begun the BJ just in time. Now he looked about ready to murder a cow, so

the minotaurs drew arms ready to protect their own hordes from the angrified woman-abusing misogynist. Minotaur just HATE it when you chuck empty beer bottles at women. FACT.

But it would take more to defeat a Minotaur - especially a Greek one - than just empty beer bottles and a little chauvinism. No. It would take courage and biceps the size of

Mars, which of course is impossible. Therefore, my thesis is proven: It is impossible to defeat a Minotaur. Now, I have time for a few questions. You there, in the back row.