Fear the strength of badass guitar kids.

SO, I got talked into going to recycling club today and I dragged Arty with me for the hell of it, and it happened to be a high school detention day, so all of the high schoolers were setting fires in the hallways and pulling the fire alarms...so after that stopped we went to the high school counselors office to pick up their box of recycledable shit and the box is stuffed...like...splitting at the seams. So we're dragging this box of stuff across the room and its super heavy and we're going slower than a blind snail with crutches, we finally get through the door and...

It completely falls apart.

All I can say is thank god there was a bag in there. But now we've got even more of a problem, 'cause at least the box had handles and then Trajan shows up. He's like "you guys need some help?" And we're like "...that'd be nice" so he walks over and PICKS UP THE ENTIRE FUCKING BAG WITH ONE HAND!!

Holy shit.

We were like "...wow...you're really strong..." and you know what he says to this?? "Yeah, I jack off with my left hand."

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Is this relevent? I was like "Kay, I didn't need to know that." And he just says, "you didn't, but I told you anyway."

>.< Guys need to find something else to think about all day.

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