The Postman's LEGACY: There and back again.

[Tuffin]

I don't believe I have ever had cat

[belsammael]

But you are not certain?

[Tuffin]

i dont always cook my food

in fact i prefer to buy it from people who have cooked it for me

idk what they do behind closed doors

[lolin]

i dont always cook my food

in fact i prefer to buy it from people who have cooked it for me

idk what they do behind closed doors

l-l-lewd

[Tuffin]

yeap

[GraceMellody]

hiiiiiiiiii

[Citizen]

This enchilada combo is good. One with pork, one with chicken, one with beef.

I feel as though the tastiness is directly proportional to number of animals that had to die.

[Moulders]

This enchilada combo is good. One with pork, one with chicken, one with beef.

I feel as though the tastiness is directly proportional to number of animals that had to die.

I've never had turducken before.

I don't know if I would want to if it has 'turd' in there somewhere.

[Citizen]

You can't spell ur de cunt, k without turducken.

[Citizen]

When you eat turducken you make three different sized poops stuffed inside one another.

[Gekiganger]

Hello, it's me, that guy.

[Tuffin]

this guy?

[Citizen]

What are you doing Tuffin please explain in excruciating detail.

[Tuffin]

I am currently sitting in a well lit lecture hall, in the back left corner of the room. The hard plastic chair is uncomfortable and I am reminded of it everytime I try to move to gain a more comfortable perch. I am typing this on my small orange chromebook as a means to ignore the lecturer, as it appears I am just taking notes. The lecturer is loudly describing the graphical look of a laplace transformation of a step function, as I wonder if he really was the best to teach this topic. He is an older gentleman who has not taught this class ever, and it shows in the scattered flow of his lectures and class, overall. He has taught math before, but only other topics, and not in many years. This also shows in his use of outdated terms and his rampant dislike of the women in the class. Even the delightfully fruity taste of my raspberry iced tea cannot make me enjoy the sexist prattling of this man. I do wonder which of us he shall question if we really belong here or not, for I have had a rough work day and am afraid my exhaustion will not allow me to bite my tongue if he chooses me. Then again, I can easily imagine the potential rush I could get by verbally meeting his poisonous words.

[Citizen]

Maybe he just doesn't like you fidgeting so much sit still Tuffin.