welcome to college.
when all you eat is granola bars your mom buys in bulk, water (because it's free, and zero calories), and the dinner tayter gater buys you the night before.
cooking is just too hard for a sliced up hand..and me in general.
aaaaaand, the guy next to me in philosophy smells like smoke and old hot dogs... man, i sure do love college.
asher roth knew what was up.
not..
