Girlfriend week began today as Ascott's wife struggled to open an American door (automatic, side-door, Radisson hotel) in front of the coed Grape Crush bus returning from the second worst state in the Midwest. Severe character judgments were made by WXC as Ascott greeted "HELEN" with a genuine yet brief embrace and very reasonable kiss. I guess WXC was expecting more emotion, perhaps tongue, and general gaiety which may seem reasonable if you're Pussyhands or of a similar variety. Otherwise, let's remember that commies only have a limited daily collective amount of happiness to be parceled out.
Some things should be obvious this week. Ascott should be a phantom all week. Who knows next time he sees HELEN. Christmas break? Do they celebrate Christmas, or is there not enough presents for everyone? Xmas will likely become equally reclusive beginning Wednesday afternoon and The Grape Crush may go on extended hiatus. Tarry is sure to try his best to make it sound like he doesn't care about chasing older women, while still getting his hands all tied up in a bunch at people... somehow finding out?! Expect Cadillac to show very stern facial expressions while dancing at social gatherings. Lem will excessively wear his new Moss jersey in an attempt to finally synchronize with Soulberding, ultimately melding into some form that doesn't take any bullshit from anyone. Ever.
Other things remain unknown. How many blocks of cheese will Snowdi eat? Will the DJ grow another inch?
Exclusive Fall Break Over/Under - Big Bob meals at Thai Ginger: 3.5
Other news: At 3:30 A.M. last night T-Bar casually texted Silvester as we waited to board our 7 A.M. flight in Indy. Classic. Expect Silvester to not see more than 8 hours of daylight this week.

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