Half my eyebrows are gone. But the formula checked out, so I'm calling today a win.
Owen, that smell reached the dorm hallway!!
Eyebrows grow back. Fingers don't.
Three explosions this term. Let's just say they were all part of the plan.
Half my eyebrows are gone. But the formula checked out, so I'm calling today a win.

Everyone looks up under the top student's banner. I count coins on the fountain floor instead. Twelve more this year alone.