I’m at All-State… I’m one of the best sopranos in NY. It couldn’t get any cooler then that. After what seemed like an eternity, I got my room... number, my keys, my meal cards, my, ugh, fluorescent green nametag that must hang around my neck at ALL times. It glared ‘SAMANTHA’ in huge, black, letters, with a smaller ‘Schwartz’ underneath. Yummy- now the nerdy bassoon players wouldn’t even have to ask me my name before hitting on me. I lugged my bag towards my room, and collapsed on my bed. I was. She felt like going out, so she put on her modest red dress. As a classy lady, Jenny wasn't a fan of dressing like a slut. However, Jenny wanted to be ready for action, so she wore her little pink g-string as well. So she went to The Globe, the local bar. When she got there, there was a camera crew for Canadian Wild Girls, a Girls Gone Wild style show where they film amateur girls and give them stickers or t shirts. "God, you must be desperate to flash for a shirt!" Jenny thought to herself.. • They told me I had type-A blood, but it was a Typo.• I changed my iPod’s name to Titanic. It’s syncing now.• Jokes about German sausage are the wurst.• I know a guy who’s addicted to brake fluid, but he says he can stop any time.• I stayed up all night to see where the sun went, and then it dawned on me.• This girl said she recognized me from the vegetarian club, but I’d never met herbivore.• When chemists die, they barium.• I’m reading a book about anti-gravity. I just can’t put it down.• I. When we had all the eggs in the dixies I mixed in the milk and seasoning, we then carried them out to the stove and poured the mix into shallow oven trays ready to go into the oven. Bob had the bacon in trays also ready to go into the oven while Ross had two of the grunts slicing loaves of bread through the slicer. A big pot of oatmeal was bubbling on top of the stove, seems like everything was under control.When it was time the bacon and scrambled eggs went into the oven and Ross set the two.