Conjunction

I just realized something: I'll never be able to tell if I have pinkeye. Since I'm colorblind and all, I'm missing a component that is crucial for the identification of one of pinkeye's most telltale symptoms: pinkness. Two colons in two sentences, wow! I'm moving through these things faster than the hooker that looted DJ AM's New York apartment after she killed him!



I figure one day, I'll be walking around campus, and some innocent passerby will come up to me and say, "Gee, you don't look so good.". Then I'll say, "Yeah, well, that's what your idiot deadbeat father said when your whorebag mother's water broke, but you still made it. You're a miracle of science and nature.". After Donny McBeefynads knocks off my jawbone, it'll hit me that something might actually be wrong.



I'll end up asking everyone I see, "Does this look infected? And if it does, do you think it's virus-related or bacterium-based?" It's not the best way to meet new people, but it's better than, "Hey, I'm Jordan. No, I'm not a meth addict."

-J

PS - For some reason, now when you click the pictures within my post, they blow up to where you can actually see them. Way to go, Blogger.