Sometime earlier tonight my roommate calls me out into the hallway to see a sculpture he has made outside of someone's door.
It is a crude penis entering an even cruder vagina, each made of a couple of assorted Airheads. What he failed to mention was that there was an entire box filled with Airheads outside said door.
They are now mine.
Airheads rock.
I ate 3, and already I can feel my internal organs being coated by a protective and delicious layer of sugar and preservatives.
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