Hey Guys, About two years ago I took the SAT for the first time. Keep in mind I went to Taco Bell the night before, and masacred about five of those motherfuckin tacos. So next morning, I go into a brandnew school, with tons of hot chicks in there with me. I'm layin down some game and all. Then the test starts, it hits me. AW FUCK, I got the RUNS!?! So i'm stuck in the one room for like an hour and a half. When the break comes I try to fart it allll out in the bathroom LOL. No Luck, Go back to take the test. SHIT, LITERALLY! A little fallls out, and the room smells like a fuckin petting zoo. Everyone is lookin around, and i'm super embarressed, and tryin not to laugh. So i go through 3 more hours of torture, tryin to hold that shit in (LITERALLY). THE MOMENT WE FINISH AND I WALK OUT THE DOOR, I SHIT MY PANTS! I kid you not. I couldn't make this shit up. I got shit runnin down my leg. Run allllll overt he place tryin to find a bathroom. Eventually find one, FUCK NO TOILET PAPER! I dump my boxers in the toilet, and have to wipe my ass with ONE DOLLAR BILLS (i felt like a king lmao) I still smell like ass, seriously. I was supposed to go out to eat with my mom, cause she was picking me up. I jump in the car smelling like shit. Say i don't feel good and half to go home LMAO. i'm one cool ass dude.
when I took the SAT my proctor was a fucking retard she messed up the time at least 5 times and it actually worked out pretty well because I kept getting extra time because she was a retard. I could have also turned back to any section and cheated very easily because I had a 300 pound girl sitting infront of me there would be no way I could get in trouble o well so wutd u end up getting?