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Michael Patrick O'Brien
We fight a lot, but, at the end of the day, it's okay 'cause we really do hate each other.
Cricket nipples.
There's a lot of half-eaten salads in here. I'm just gonna take a Cobb. My parents paid for it with their tax dollars.
Uh, college is going to be pretty sick. Eating ramen and snatching V-cards.
I'm a grown up ass man and I don't get embarrassed when I like someone.
Sit down and start to shut up.
You messy son of a gun!
I'm going to stay here and sing every once in a while. It'll be like vocal bread crumbs.
I think I smashed my butt.
And of course the swastikas that were on the latest newsletter were supposed to have been octopuses. I am a very bad artist, and I apologize to any student I may have offended.
I like you and I'm glad I met you, and I don't know. I don't know, you just make me happy to be in Toledo.
His soulmate is on a date with a strong, handsome milk celebrity.
I'm gonna go get a picture of them for my vision board.
I'll go do a little harmless flirting. But there will be no tequila and no banging.
Do colleges have communal showers? I'm scared guys will make fun of my flat butt.
It's like I've been on an escalator, you know? And if I'm not careful I'm gonna get my shoelaces caught in that escalator. It's gonna pull me in and it's gonna grind me into a pulp.