"The Fool Me Can't Be Fooled Again!"

This story has stuck in my head for a long time now and I keep having to tell my little brothers and their friends. Probably one of the most awkward and disturbing moments in my life. Enjoy.

A few weeks ago before I went to my ES 112 class when Donnie and I decided to get a snack for our lecture. Just down the hall was a vending machine, this was our mission: retrieve delicious snacks for sustaining our intense boredom level due to our teacher having a massive lisp and consistently rambling on.

When I arrived at the rendezvous point, I decided to get a TWIX, even better, a king sized TWIX! Taking a closer look, I noticed that there was an extra TWIX hanging. This means that I would get two king sized TWIX's for the price of one. "HELLS YEA BITCHES" I said passionately out loud while Donnie chuckled in awe of this momentous occasion! So I inserted my dollar and proceeded to punch in the secret code(not a secret) in order to complete my mission. While I was waiting for one of the most glorious treats alive, a TWIX candy bar, all of a sudden right next to it a Hersey's Snack Bar bounced down to the delivery tray. "WHAT THE FUCK!" I exclaimed while Donnie now was laughing (not in awe), it was a complete act of retardation-I punched the wrong code!

So, stuck with a Snacker I definitely did not want, I continue to try and put another dollar in the machine. All of a sudden this hippie, with hair down to his knees and the biggest aviators I have ever seen, eagerly nudged me out of the out of the way and began his attempt at getting MY TWIX. He began shaking the machine like the fricken mad man that he is. There, My TWIX fell down along with the other king sized TWIX and a king sized almond Hersey bar. While his tongue was hanging out of his head like Michael Jordan, he stared at me and yelled, "Heh Hehhh!" Then he took off like a bandit and began to sprint down the hall. This is a science building I might add filled with nerds( or people looking to complete a gen. ed requirement), so it made, like I said, for a very awkward moment.

Now I am stuck with this Snack bar in class and I'm just glaring the damn thing down while filled with rage and confusion. I might add that Donnie is having a hell of a time watching me grimace over the unwanted candy bar. Fucker.