I woke up, at 4:40, for our 44th president! No I didn't. I woke up at maybe like 9, realized I didn't have class until 12 and was going to go back to sleep until I remembered Obama! So I got up, showered and started walking around campus flashing my black power fist to all coloreds I saw. In a sign of racial unity, they flashed me back the white power sign, the one on Kid Rock's "Devil Without A Cause" CD, and yelled something at me but I couldn't hear because I had headphones on. I was listening to Ice Cube's "It Was A Good Day" over and over again. Indeed it was Ice Cube.
I didn't do my homework for one class since all we had to do was some reading. My teacher asked me a question in class and I said I didn't know because I didn't do the reading. He asked why. I said, "Obama bitch." He said "Good reason. Class dismissed...forever. You all get A's." I then asked my classmates "What's the haps on the craps?" They didn't respond.
My last class was a Shakespeare class. My teacher asked if we knew of any better writers than Shakespeare. The whole class at once yelled "Obama bitch!" He said, "I agree. Class dismissed...forever. You all get A's." I said good, because "I gotta go cause I got me a drop top and if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop."
I pretty much just kept walking around campus the rest of the day. We all were. Then I went to Rite Aid to get a box of tissues and some chap stick. One cool thing, I saw the Goodyear blimp. It read "Adaham's a pimp." I thought that was odd.
Plus, nobody I know got killed in South Central, LA. I gotta say it was a pretty spectacular day.
Also, from now on anytime I leave a job on my last day, this is what I'm going to do.
peace bitches.
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