Plaza Of The Hairy Americas

There is a spot on the U.F. campus near the library called the Plaza of the America that is home for all of the throwbacks, hippies and Krishnas on campus. They all sit around in their burlap bags, dirty dreadlocks, unleashed dogs and frisbees and enjoy the sumptuous bounty the Krishna lunch has to offer. I've never eating the food served by them, mostly because the food has an odd yellow tint to it. I've also noticed a correlation between the food and the desire to "hacky sack". Anyway, I was walking through that area, people watching, when I noticed this person lying in the grass. She had blonde hair and was leaning back on her elbows and sunning her legs. And the tiny hairs on her legs were glistening in the sunlight! EWWWW!!! IT WAS NASTY, DUDE!!! It looked like guy's legs!!! YUCKO!!!

I'm very glad my girlfriend is so feminine.