Student Naturalist Class on LSD

A Story by Hunter Zabbai

Notes I was taking in my student naturalist class, while on LSD.

Friday, November 30, 2007

* Central case has thousands of reasons to execute exponentially the ability to co-ordinordulate the oinkery of t3h tweaked-out pigs in the truck boat trcuk with scooter puppy, scooter!

* The salad that situates the our piano reproducing f*****g midgets and their pea sized brains out, created a rapture full of oaks-d0a9jsd90jas9dja0s98d90as8dhas9d8h

*cloggage, clog, clog, cloggy, volcano permiates a permittable substance to permeeeeeeet my butt!!!( it's a mother f*****g clock, it keeps the time and makes this rhyme, and it's also a clock)

* This is something I'm writing down, b/c I was told I was prolly gonna want to write some of this down, even tho' these are terms and recollections of the finest price, resulting in a kwandwfle, eight pies, and salmon.

*Nice, nice, deer mount. THEY GUN DIE!!!