I have a feverish imagination.
So… are you going?
He’s a nice guy, but…
He’s so weird!
So, are you going to Paul’s thing?
HELL YEAH! PAUL IS T3H AW3S0M35 I <3 ME SOME P@UL!
Oh, don’t throw away that invite here, he might see it. That’s be mean.
Yeah. Awww, crap, he’s probably gonna be at Paul’s thing.
Well, I’m just gonna say that I’ll be there if I can get a ride out to Northeast.
Yeah, thank goodness he lives in the middle of nowhere. I’m totally using that excuse. Or I’ll say that I lost the invite.
Of course, maybe I imagined none of this, but was merely on the other side of the cubicle wall filing something, and then later I saw the invites in the bottom of the dumpster in the basement of Coffman. You all said that I was paranoid for searching all the garbages, but who is the crazy one now? WHO IS THE CRAZY ONE NOW?
I’m thinking of wearing a tinfoil hat for my Halloween costume.