I hope the seahawks lose and lose hard, I hate seattle sports teams, I hate their fans, I want the steelers to smash their soft-asses back into a soy latte and yogapuncture studio.
if this is not a sign of the end of days I don't know what you people want from me.
Last night we hosted a glorious evening of super smash bros on our ridiculous projector screen and humbly I must admit that while Jumago and I are really really good and won like 7 or 8 times in a row, there are people that can beat us and it was fun stuff. Also, introducing freshmen to new kinds of alcoholic drinks is probably one of the most hilarious things ever.
We got a note on our bulletin board from the police reading, "this house has all the markings of a regular party house" is that perfect or what? Do you think the 120+ bottles of alcohol in the kitchen gave it away or was it the passed out naked guy licking the floor? MONSTRO! FRAT!
Ok, time for my super bowl predictions to come true.
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