“So when one of the seniors on the lacrosse team was hazing the freshmen and you surreptitiously recorded said hazing and uploaded it as an attachment to his college applications, that was. Shockingly, I made it through my Monday classes without developing the slightest inclination to sign up for the debate team. “Luckily for me … I’ll have checkmate in two.” (c) This was what passed for casual conversation in this house. If I gave an inch, he’d take a mile, and I had no desire to be either molded or groomed. He was grooming me as his heir, attempting to mold me in his own image. “Mr. Rhodes, while I’m sure you do a passable Houdini impression, I would prefer you not duct-tape your hands together during class.” (c) Henry made a slight choking sound, which I translated to mean, Dear God, who gave Asher that duct tape and what is he planning on doing with it? … Still, even with all my personality quirks, I enjoyed this one a lot.Īsher withdrew a roll of duct tape from his bag. Edgy and a bit cringe worthy, since I generally, *GASP!*, dislike politics.
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