sniffing nose

Through my sniffing and sneezing my nose is trying to notify me spring is coming. As I blow my stuffy nose with rough toilet paper, I began to wish for the luxury of fluffy tissue paper. I then recall the time when Akshay was in a dire need of tissues in APUSH, and the tissue box that usually sits on Rosado’s desk was nowhere to be found. When Rosado realized Akshay’s nose was the cause to the interruption to his lecture, he swiftly dug out a box of tissues from his supply closet. However, Rosado deemed the box soiled when he found the seal already broken. I was shocked as I watched his next moves, he grabbed a fist full of tissues and threw them into the trash can. Those clean, unused, soft, and fluffy tissues fluttered into the trash can. Roger understood the pain I felt and ask Mr. Rosado if he can have them, as Akshay blew his nose.

  1. rrwang said: your tissues are fluffy? mewant.
  2. shruthigopal said: those tissues were 6 years old -___-
  3. steventful said: Much like how the migrants were appalled at the blatant disposal of food that could have been distributed to the hungry. See how history repeats itself?
  4. neekdapwrd4getr said: So THAT’S why you were not in 3D Design.
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