cheyrl nicoski

holy shit. only people who went to madison will understand how much of a possessed, wrinkled, purple-haired trader joe's bag she is. with nails that look my dog's paws and kneecaps so bulging and jiggly that are probably filled with water, she will hit your desk with a yardstick and prowl around the room with her seizure-inducing old lady dresses and blouses. whenever she walks into the room and screeches "HELLOOOOO,LADIES AND GENTELMEN!" i get ptsd.
god help mjhs.

cheyrl nicoski haunts my dreams well after i left junior high.