"I just need to get a... room..."
she bends slightly to sneeze, and the leans on him a bit to get up. "Sorry..."
she smiles nervously and walks over to the counter to talk to the keep. "Could I have a room, please?"
RIP, Cloud City. Two beautiful years.
COMPUTER PROBLEMS. INDEFINITE HIATUS.
Originally Posted by TravelLog
Originally Posted by SamBurke
*snip* ...Hands down the funniest class critique ever... *snip*
I cannot tell you the number of times I laughed while reading this.