College stories

I found out about the site from prosportsdaily.com. Not saying it was a bad site per say, it just didn't have the up-to-the-minute gossip that I enjoy daily here! Not only that, it's like I can hang out with a group of good friends even when I'm at work.

http://www.collegehumor.com/?image_id=61140

Thats why I miss college in Miami. I found this the other night on college humor.com. It doesnt say it in the description but I know all of those girls, and that its on south beach... ya gotta love the scenery down there.

one of the funnier things I saw in college was the guy that would end up becoming my best friend and roomate, during my freshmen year.

He got bored, so he picked up a brand new bottle of absolut and chugged it. An entire fifth in less than a minute. Things were fun for a brief period of time, then he left to puke. I went to check on him and he was in the first stall of the bathroom. It was a dorm bathroom with about ten stalls in a row. I asked if he needed help and he drunkly responded, 'im fine, im fine, its not UNICOs job to clean up after me so I am going to clean up my mess.' UNICO is the name of the company that cleans the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later I went back in the bathroom to check on him, he was three stalls down, have puked in each of the stalls inbetween, and just kept saying that he still wants to clean up but isnt done puking yet.

lol, by the end of the night he has puked in 7 of the stalls, and didnt clean up one of them. It was just so funny going in there and seeing him down a little farther with a little trail following him, lol

one of the funnier things I saw in college was the guy that would end up becoming my best friend and roomate, during my freshmen year.

He got bored, so he picked up a brand new bottle of absolut and chugged it. An entire fifth in less than a minute. Things were fun for a brief period of time, then he left to puke. I went to check on him and he was in the first stall of the bathroom. It was a dorm bathroom with about ten stalls in a row. I asked if he needed help and he drunkly responded, 'im fine, im fine, its not UNICOs job to clean up after me so I am going to clean up my mess.' UNICO is the name of the company that cleans the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later I went back in the bathroom to check on him, he was three stalls down, have puked in each of the stalls inbetween, and just kept saying that he still wants to clean up but isnt done puking yet.

lol, by the end of the night he has puked in 7 of the stalls, and didnt clean up one of them. It was just so funny going in there and seeing him down a little farther with a little trail following him, lol


there we go...now that's a funny story.

i was that guy once...not for seven stalls but spent the night in a dorm bathroom puking. everytime i got up to leave i had to turn around and puke again so i ended up hitting a sink, a toilet and one of those stand up urinals. what fond memories of college.

And then the dry heaving starts... ARGH. Hence the reason I stick to beer. I get no hangover and I don't puke.

my fraternity started a tradition of our biannual Wine and Cheese Party (one each semester)...sounds wussy? well, it's great because we could get more chicks there because we had an abundance of wine instead of beer...

well, the semester after i graduated, i went back the weekend of wine and cheese, and proceeded to get hammered on cheap merlot and budweiser. towards the end of the night, 4 of us start passing around the last jug (yes jug) of merlot, shouting "cannonball" (ala Caddyshack) before each swig. as each one went down, my stomach started getting worse and worse...so eventually, i make my way for the loo.

saw dinner, various cheeses and other snacks come back up with the wine and beer...then proceeded to pass out on the toliet. the guys that were left started talking sports trivia...and everytime i heard a question i knew the answer to, i would wake up, lift my head off the toliet seat, open the bathroom door, yell out the answer, close the door and pass back out.

still a classic that my friends tell about me...worse part was the next day, hungover like a champ, my g/f came down from her school (7 hours away) to surprise me...she dragged my ass off the couch and got one of the best hangover foods ever invented...supreme chalupas from taco bell.

something about really greasy food that helps the hangover...after taco bell, went to the beer store, got a 30, and started drinking again...

Why not a cold box of Franzia? Hahahah. I know exactly what you're saying about greasy food. I CRAVE it after a night of drinking. I'm like a pregnant woman.

Why not a cold box of Franzia? Hahahah. I know exactly what you're saying about greasy food. I CRAVE it after a night of drinking. I'm like a pregnant woman.

you're like a pregnant woman? since when to pregnant women go out for a night of drinking in the first place? if you're around any pregnant women who do that smack them in the head and tell them to stop.

Come on, you know all about those pregnant women that drink and binge on greasy foods? J/K :) I'm only talking about the craving greasy foods part. And I'm rarely around any pregnant women (unless my girlfriend knows something I don't).

Here's some pictures that I found on some of my old college CDs. To preface this story, basically this was where my friends said they would pay for my drinks the whole night if I acted mentally handicapped the entire night. Granted, it wasn't the most politically correct thing at the time, but it was damn funny. Go to the Warpath Picture Gallery and look at the last two pictures under TheMalcolmConnection2.

The last picture is a truck we saw driving that same night.