i realized today id never had raw broccoli before, so i ate some. it tasted like a fistful of landscaper's grass. i almost puked into the soda fountain while i was eating it, so i put my mouth on the fanta nozzle to wash it out, because no one was looking. i swished around the fanta and spit, but it was filled with broccoli flecks and it got all over this guys cup, who it turned out was right by me but i hadn't noticed him. so i threw his cup away, so he wouldn't see my spit and stuff, and he was like, what the fuck? and i was like, oh....sorry, man...i, um, i thought that was mine. i didnt bother to explain why i'd throw my own cup out, or why i clearly had another cup with my tray. so the guy starts loudly talking to his friends about what i did, and i don't want any trouble, so i walk back into the food court dealy. on the way in i knock over this huge stack of cardboard boxes and it knocks over this more or less fresh out of the oven sheet cake, and the cook lady is like, god damn it. the guy follows me into the room, with two of his friends, and hes like, look, im not going to hit you, but what the fuck did you do that for? and i was like, seriously i thought it was mine. and then he turns around, like, to scoff, and im thinking, i gotta get out of here. so i start to pick up my paper bag with a sandwich in it and accidently drop my ice cream cone, and the cooking lady is like, come on, get out of here! so i feel really bad and i start to walk out the door and the guy goes, yeah, whatever dude, so on the way out im feeling pissed or whatever so i pour some of whats left of my fanta into his book bag. and then i came back here.

so is the way of the ninja.

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2 Stars ( Out of 5)

they taste good, but the smell awful and bringing them into the room aparently gave my roommate an aneurism