Apparently the library doesn't care about celebrating the day Jesus became a zombie.
You were plastered and wouldn't stop telling this hot girl about your plan to graffiti a church in easter colored spray-paint saying that Jesus was a Zombie... she kept saying her father was a pastor...
he calls his bong barack obonga, commander in kief. i found where i belong.
You kept telling that ginger girl, "it's not your fault, it's not your fault, it's not your fault."