Kelli informed me the other day that she believes she saw Miss-Whistle-While-I-Pee on campus. Indeed, her description of this girl fit mine: She had a rolling backpack and was "whistling a very complicated ditty."
As you can see, I was not delusional that fateful day in the third-floor bathroom of the Merrill-Cazier Library. My ears were not deceived. This girl exists, ladies and gentlemen, she exists!!! She is no figment of my imagination.
I kind of compared her to Moaning Myrtle in my mind just now.
Interesting....
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Hahahahaha....Moaning Myrtle....that's funny.
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