So in the interest of practicing my watercolors, I whipped up a little slice of the Greendale campus.
One time, when I was in 7th grade, I told everybody at school that I had appendicitis; I wanted someone to worry about me. But, when Beth Brennan asked to see the scar, I didn’t wanna get found out so, I took mom’s scissors and I made one. It hurt like hell. But it was worth it because I got 17 cards, and I still keep them in a box underneath my bed 22 years later because it proves that someone, at some point, cared about me. - Jeff Winger
jeff and britta + cars