Really? I mean... how does this... remotely work. For his own sake, the source of this owl will only be referred to as Failure. Failure was a stupid mistake from about a week ago. His performance was lackluster to say the least, abysmal if I'm honest. Naturally, kicked his ass out though I kept his underwear as a trophy of shame to hang at a later date. Consider this that date. They're up in the Student Center. Why would I do that, you ask... well, his owl read as follows:
Well if you're drunk enough to make some mistakes this week I'd be down to redeem myself for my poor performance.
Failure, you brought this on yourself. Enjoy your notoriety that will come from having your underwear on show. I'm sure your mum, who wrote your name in your undies, will be so proud.