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Charles
Person Essay As a handsome 5’ 10" male with dark hair spiked in the front, and the most engaging smile approached my desk , I knew I would be laughing shortly. Charles walked up to my desk in Human Biology while we were dissecting eyeballs and commented on my eyeball. "You seem to have a better eyeball than I do." Many people wouldn’t have taken this situation so lightly but because of Charles’s sense of humor being around him was guaranteed to be fun. With his feigned itching disease, his crazy antics, or his practical jokes my friend Charles’s sense of humor has taught me not to take life so seriously and have fun anywhere and everywhere. I first met Charles at Dans, a mutual friends, party, where he told me he had an I itching disease. He was drinking beer and I had cranberry juice with vodka, and since we drove we had to spend the night. So around 3:30am we got tired and went to lie down. As soon as we laid down Charles asked if he could take his shirt off and if I would scratch his back. I told him sure. So he did and that’s when he told me he had an itching disease and I wouldn’t be able to stop scratching his back until it stopped itching him. Well, with a little alcohol in me I believed him. I laid there for 2 ½ hours before I realized he had fallen asleep and went to sleep myself. On Monday n school I saw Charles and asked him how his itching disease was. He just looked at me grinned and chuckled. That’s when I realized he had pulled a fast one on me. It didn’t take me long to realize that Charles had some crazy antics up his... Please login to view comments from other users.
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