Sultana

I tried real hard to do this in college, but was told my veins weren't big enough.

It got so tight one semester that I kicked around the idea of selling my body (once dead) for medical research. I was discussing this with my biology professor, and when the conversation lulled, I figured it was time to move on to my next class. Apparently he was just deep in thought, 'cause when I got about 50 feet away or so, he shouted out to me,
"If you do ever sell your bady, let me know!"

I guess they didn't pay biology professors very well, and he was considering taking the same action, but that's *not* what that comment sounded like to all the other people nearby!

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"Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath.
At night, the ice weasels come." -

Matt Groening

My goal? To fulfill my potential.