— Said “sure” when asked if I wanted a Klondike Bar.
— Entered “Frozen Goods” section of local grocery store.
— Politely requested that my girlfriend “get me a Klondike Bar” while she was in the kitchen.
— Relinquished highly classified information regarding the U.S government’s counter-terrorism operations, a move which will almost assuredly compromise the safety of our nation’s citizens at home and abroad.
— Finished all of my vegetables.
Conor McKeon is a freelance writer and native son of Worcester, Massachusetts. He is both a college dropout and featured writer for CollegeHumor.com, and operates under the assumption that this is ironic somehow. He believes bulimics are anorexics who still want to contribute to the economy and the sun will burn out if it starts using drugs at an early age. Conor McKeon wants to know if you’re planning on eating the rest of your sandwich.