Drama happens everyday. Today,

Drama happens everyday. Today,

it was the girl that sat next to her in class. She was talking about

which was a pretty tricky animal to deal with if all you had brought with you were cucumbers.

Sea cucumbers cannot take a joke, especially when it implies that they are vegetables. Owing ott he recent BP spill, their DNA had mutated and they now sported sharp fangs and sour

dispositions. They were never great on salads, but mutated Sea Cucumbers with fangs might just tear your throat out if you got a fork near them. Thanks BP. My cousin Jeff's throat

Had already been savaged in such a fashion. Poor guy. Now he has to talk with one of those little robotic sounding voice box things that you get after lung cancer.

Which is awesome for doing impressions of the computer in War Games. When he was sleeping I took the voice box and hooked it up to a wah-wah peddle. When he

awoke he found me standing over him with a bemused but nevertheless menacing smirk. He mumbled quietly something about a dream he thought he was having. I told him that this was no

t a place he could sleep but that there was a shelter a couple blocks away. I kept my beat clean but wasn't entirely heartless. He still seemed confused but I checked him in OK.