Lunch Time


I already had three tests today so I'm stressed enough. I forgot my usual peanut butter and fluff. I stand in line with a worried look. God knows what the lunch ladies decided to cook. No dog would eat half of what is here. They claim its hamburger, I think its deer. Some health food to help our minds would be pretty awesome. Sign says chicken tomorrow, it's more like opossum.


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