"Damn cheese balls." I told my friend Randy while washing my hands in the restroom. It was our lunch period and I had just got done filling my throat with pizza bites and cheese balls.
"That's why you eat them with a fork." Randy told me while combing his gel-filled hair. I gave him a look. "What? It's true!" he said. I refused to respond and continued washing my hands.
All of a sudden, something strange happened.
The sink to my right, opposite of the side Randy was on, erupted full-blast. I looked over. Nobody was there.
"Did you do that?" Randy asked.
"No..." I replied. A second after my response, the sink next to the running one turned on. Again, nobody was present.
"What the..." Randy said. Then his sink blasted on, an event that stunned him. "I'm getting out of here!" he blurted. He took off towards the door. I continued washing my hands, confused and dazed...
...until my sink's flowing water ended without my consent. Startled, I fled from the scene.
I never returned to that restroom again, and neither did Randy.
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