Shit Devin Says

In precal class lies a boy named Devin. Devin is a round-bellied awkward kid that says shit that literally never makes sense. He rambles and talks a million miles per hour, then crosses his arms as if he had just succeeded something. Here is how today went. (I am Leo)


Karla: Did you get that shirt in Germany?

Leo: No, I got it in a thrift shop.

Karla: Oh, I just thought you got it in Germany because it says Germany on it.

Leo: So? Devin wears a Coca-Cola shirt all the time, it doesn't mean he got it at a Coca-Cola factory. Devin, have you been to the Coca-Cola factory?

Devin: No, but I've been to a Tabasco factory.

Leo: A Tabasco factory? What did you do there?

Devin: I burned my tongue off!

Leo: Where is the Tobasco factory?

Devin: Oh, I don't know, somewhere east.

Leo: East? As in Asia?

Devin: No, like east of this country like Alabama or something.

Leo: You don't remember? You traveled that far to go to a Tobasco factory and you don't even remember which state it was in?

Devin: It was like a weird state with a lot of trees. I don't remember


And here he is! The man of the hour! (not joking, this is actually him)

Posted in: Awkward,Devin