Dear nasty couple sitting across from me in the cafeteria:
It is not appropriate for you to make out at your table. I don't care how "in love" you are. We're in a cafeteria. If you need to make out, do it in some dark hallway. There's plenty of those at Grant MacEwan.
I'm trying to eat my grapes and you're making me want to barf them up.
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