Some one left a spider on my book bag, and

Some one left a spider on my book bag, and then I...

ate it because I was hungry. It was black and yellow, crunchy on the outside, and had a warm creamy center. It was delicious!! About an hour after my "snack" I

swam, as I am always sure to observe safe swimming practice. It appears, though, that my snack did not agree with my stomach, and barely had I entered the river when

all of a sudden my BLT crawled out of my mouth, and demanded to be carried to dry land away from my mean idiot stomach. My mom told me to wait 3 hours before swimming, but that was

in the 70's when they thought cigarettes were vitamins and speed was a good laxative, so I went swimming on a full stomach. I did a swan dive off the diving board and puked

a really nice pastrami on rye with dijon and a side of slaw all over the inhabitants of the deep end of the pool. The unfortunate regurgitation proceeded to cause

Willie to mess more than the Motel 6's pool, but the resulting aftermath of the rye & slaw & obese swimming tourists should probably have been censored for the faint of stomach.

Saul thought his homeland and looked at the disgusting mess he would clean up. He should put this in a bag and leave it on Willie's car. Don't mess with me you pig! He was a big

hought that all Amish youth were probably headed down the same disturbing road: girls, fast cars, telephones, baseball caps and pizza... the paths of Evil. A tear dropped.