Living Through The Stoopid
Living Through The Stoopid
I once got hit in the head — repeatedly — for charity.
I know how that sounds. It wasn’t that bad
It was worse.
When I matriculated at the University of Florida, I was almost a thousand miles from home and didn’t know anyone other than grandparents who lived nearby. Seeing as how I don’t really know how to make friends all that well, I figured I should repeat the process I’d perfected…
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