SKETCH
Friday the 13th was the last day of WNEC Freshman Year.
A lot of funny and/or shitty things went down this year.
There were some inside jokes and people.
...Explosive Muscles Nick, "I rammed my furniture into place then railed my girlfriend"
...Montenegrian Spice Man Pepper Nikola, "Da Fuck? Who Da Man? Pound Dat Shit" Ahhhh TIME TO RAM MY HEAD INTO THE CEILING!!!
...The SuperHeat 84 degree Marion With Layers And A Heating Pad
...MyCarHasRocketEnginesFueledWithRegularGasoline, IStartedARevolutionInSpain, Dr.MuratorePrintedOutYOURHomeworkAndPutMyNameOnItISwearShesOutToGetMe, IWonTheAustralianFilmFestival, MeAndSomeBuddiesBeatTheCollegeSoccerTeam, IRanTheBostonMarathonIn20Minutes, IKickedNikola'sAssInBasketballUntilHePunchedMeInTheKnee, MyMotherStabbedMeInTheBackWithA6InchBlade, I'mBuildingA.50CaliberRifleWithMyUncle, BasciallyAnythingYouDoICanDoBetter Arrogant Adam.
...HunterNin
...Zhenka!
...Rube Tues, Ruby Tuesdays and Blackberry lemonade
...And Oh, Many Many More.
Remember our last week fondly. Hours and hours of Diablo 2 until we finally beat Baal. The last two nights of drinking before major Finals studying. The sketch sexual activities. The rubbing alcohol vodka (ZHENKA!!) mixed with MinuteMaid lemonade. Oh god, the aroma. The threatended naked hallway running. Runs to Rube Tues. The horrifying bites of Wings, so crusty. The AMAZING sex Joe and I had on Wednesday, the 11th.
Recall when we finally found the Erotic Empire? The proprietor and his whip, the wigs, the cyberskin dildos, and oh god how could I forget, THE COLT!!! Do we have a picture? Lets get a picture up in here.
That sucker was 14 inches long. Damn. And remember the car ride home? I know Joe certainly does. Good thing there were A LOT of napkins in the backseat. Didn't Nichole even buy something?
But the year is over, and next year we'll be all together in Gateway Village. For now, we just sit back, relax and work our asses off. Maybe we'll make it camping this summer, maybe we won't. But at least we'll be there in September.
.
.
There is only one word to describe our first year at WNEC. "Sketch".
A lot of funny and/or shitty things went down this year.
There were some inside jokes and people.
...Explosive Muscles Nick, "I rammed my furniture into place then railed my girlfriend"
...Montenegrian Spice Man Pepper Nikola, "Da Fuck? Who Da Man? Pound Dat Shit" Ahhhh TIME TO RAM MY HEAD INTO THE CEILING!!!
...The SuperHeat 84 degree Marion With Layers And A Heating Pad
...MyCarHasRocketEnginesFueledWithRegularGasoline, IStartedARevolutionInSpain, Dr.MuratorePrintedOutYOURHomeworkAndPutMyNameOnItISwearShesOutToGetMe, IWonTheAustralianFilmFestival, MeAndSomeBuddiesBeatTheCollegeSoccerTeam, IRanTheBostonMarathonIn20Minutes, IKickedNikola'sAssInBasketballUntilHePunchedMeInTheKnee, MyMotherStabbedMeInTheBackWithA6InchBlade, I'mBuildingA.50CaliberRifleWithMyUncle, BasciallyAnythingYouDoICanDoBetter Arrogant Adam.
...HunterNin
...Zhenka!
...Rube Tues, Ruby Tuesdays and Blackberry lemonade
...And Oh, Many Many More.
Remember our last week fondly. Hours and hours of Diablo 2 until we finally beat Baal. The last two nights of drinking before major Finals studying. The sketch sexual activities. The rubbing alcohol vodka (ZHENKA!!) mixed with MinuteMaid lemonade. Oh god, the aroma. The threatended naked hallway running. Runs to Rube Tues. The horrifying bites of Wings, so crusty. The AMAZING sex Joe and I had on Wednesday, the 11th.
Recall when we finally found the Erotic Empire? The proprietor and his whip, the wigs, the cyberskin dildos, and oh god how could I forget, THE COLT!!! Do we have a picture? Lets get a picture up in here.
That sucker was 14 inches long. Damn. And remember the car ride home? I know Joe certainly does. Good thing there were A LOT of napkins in the backseat. Didn't Nichole even buy something?
But the year is over, and next year we'll be all together in Gateway Village. For now, we just sit back, relax and work our asses off. Maybe we'll make it camping this summer, maybe we won't. But at least we'll be there in September.
.
.
There is only one word to describe our first year at WNEC. "Sketch".