These boots were made for walking

RUN A MILE?! THEY EXPECT ME TO RUN A MILE?! Now, I know that's not the most, and that marathon dude would be like "piece of cake" but I'm not a runner. After 3 DDR songs I'm tired. I remember in middle school when I briefly had PE before I transfered to MathCounts that we ran a "mile" though I never knew exactly how long it was. Anywho, what I'm trying to say is I DONT WANT TO PLEASE NO!

As for you, you're taking the bus.

Everyone thought my play was a bit... innuendous. K, fine. Raunchy. So sue me. Because I know Grrenie wont do it anyway, and since I'm leaving, it was fruitless of me to put in so much wasted effort.

But that's how this cookie crumbles.