10: Deep Dive With Kear; A Tribute

 First off, yall see that proper Grammar with the title, like Damn, I've gotten gooded since highschool.  But there is an announcement I have to make, it appears that Hudson is leaving LW.  Why does this suck more than anything?  Well, she's literally the only one that reads these blogs.  I average 4 views on these suckers.  But no Hudson, means no blogs... or midweeks.  Wait, is it to late for me to Billy Madison this?  But seriously, it's been two years since I left.  By now, is there anyone left I know?  When you graduate, the speeches always read how fast life goes by.  and it's whatever, until one day, in less time than you would have been in highschool, you go back and everything changed.  The halls are newly painted and unfamiliar faces play in the hall.  The inside jokes of a class erode with the future of the next.  Yet the experience is the same, it's just... moved on.  And one day, the only thing left of my original Washburn, is the splinter in my ass.  I'll give you a sec to wipe your tears..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Good?

I know, I'm an amazing storyteller, I've learned my skill to spite my English teacher, Miss Devlin.  remember when she had a blog, but never posted...  I Do.

Hey Hudson, when you finally leave to go back working with your age appropriate boyfriend Fahs, can you tell him he still owes us a hooters trip?

and for any student that reads this, I desperately need a favor.  I Need Hudson's new work address.  We need to send a bunch of cowhides to her new classroom.  You don't have to understand why, just know it's necessary.