My boring version of ugly fat nekkid guy.

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Why am I so amused by a guy who looks like Harry Knowles ironing a t-shirt in the room opposite my winow? I don't know. Maybe because anything is funny if it means avoiding Shakespeare. Maybe a big guy with a ponytail, ironing, is just funny. Especially when I use being a student to *avoid* ironing.

Oh, he's refilling the iron from a bottle of water. This guy is dedicated. Just saw a arm wave from off-screenwindow. Suspect his girlfriend/mate is mocking... wait, it's another guy. "How many guys does it take to iron a t-shirt?" "Well..." Now they're consulting. "How do you not iron creases into the sleeves...?"

God I'm bored. In case you couldn't tell. ;)

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