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2000-09-27 you guys, last night the worst thing ever happened. i was washing my hands, like i always do every hour on the half-hour, and the soap flew out of my furiously scubbing hands (bad dirt dirt everywhere) and landed on the BATHROOM FLOOR! i was so grossed out. if there's anything worse then having wet hands and having to pick up a slippery dirt and hair covered piece of soap of the scummy floor, i don't want to know about it. i picked it up, threw it out because who wants to use soap that's been on the dirty ground, and washed my hands two more times with new, GOOD soap. dirt and water and stuff like that suck. the other night we had to fill this canoe up with water, then mix a bunch of dirt in with it and DRINK the whole thing so we could win a thousand dollars. i was freaking out the whole time, needless to say. i was trying to talk them down about how much dirt actually had to be mixed in with the water, and why did we have to drink it out of a canoe anyway? but they were very adamant about the water being very crunchy and sandy and muddy and dirty. and hours later i was still finding dirt in my mouth. | ||||||
