The Liberty Date
So I was thinking ... guys here aren't normal. Here is the ideal Liberty Date. He picks you up in front of your dorm (cuz he can't go in) in his pimped out light blue Neon. Then he takes you to the dollar theatre to see one of the G or PG movies. Then he says "Lets go to dinner - oh, but do you have your Liberty card with you?" You realize that when he says dinner, he means the dining hall. And then he takes you to campus church, where you sit uncomfortably in hard chairs with absolutely no leg room for anyone over 5 feet tall. Then you have to walk a mile back to the pit to the car (cuz he doesn't have a good enuf parking sticker to park by Vines). He drives you your dorm and, he can't give you a goodnight kiss, so he shakes your hand. "I had a good time" he says, "but you don't have the exact qualities I'm looking for in a wife, so I don't think we should see each other again. Actually, I don't think we should even talk anymore. If we pass in the tunnel, we don't know each other." The End.
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