You wake up at noon. You have slept through all of your morning classes, but this is not a problem because most of your professors are 'cool' or 'hip'. After all this is why you choose to go for a degree in the liberal arts, because timetables are created by 'fascists' that are only interested in 'bringing you down'.
School is not important to you today anyways. Today you have one goal to accomplish, head down to the post office, and vote OBAMA!
After pulling on your cargo shorts and slipping into a comfortable set of flip flops you head for the door.
"Hey man!!!" It's your roommate, Skylar, "Wanna do a bong hit?!?!"
What do you do?
Grab the bong.
Head for the post office.
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