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Before I lose my memories: remember the first Swing Exchange at Purdue. Staying with Greg. Four huge containers of ramen noodles, sleeping between Stretch and Jesse, butterknives, sleeping in the lounge for many, many hours, partying with Greg and his brothers, Stretch and Jesse jizzing themselves when that chick pulled her shirt up, losing my car, early morning Chinese buffets...
Life is so sweet.
Life is so sweet.