My senior year I went to hang out with some buddies who went to MU. After getting plastered at this bar we were heading home to their huge Apartment complex and I decided I knew where I was going so I could get some Taco Bell and meet them later. When I got to their apartment the door was open and all the lights were off - so I did what any drunk would do - stripped down to my boxers and passed out on the couch. At a about 7 am I was awoken by screaming china man who was about as scared as hell to a have 225 pound half naked man sleeping on his couch. -- Suprisingly enough I only missed the apartment by one flloor...

Well, if you want to call a total of 9 credit hours college...:)

I decided not to be a attention whore....rep whore....post whore....the details are too titilating.... :shake:

What?

What does this have to do with the thread.

Fraz and Skip will attempt to frame my portrayal of my college experiences as trite, and "whoring," so as the 'new' Rob...I am attempting to refrain from such self-indulgence. :shrug:

Why you let other people control how you post is beyond me...

why don't you stop acting like a bitch and post your story. If not, don't bring it up.

Bingo...

Soph, Junior, or Senior stories? WHICH ones? :shrug:

ROFL whichever ones you want. That's the what's great about it.

A gal once barfed that stuff all over the inside of the door of my car....It wasn't new, wasn't very nice, and I wasn't trying to Bone her........Took her and a friend who had barfed on herself to a carwash....had them get out, sprayed the inside of the door....and them. Hosed them down like a dirty Pinto. Talk about a redbelly.

What is the statute of limitations in Missouri?

I got a couple that could Contend for a medal.

Something along those lines happened to me. I drank far beyond my constitution at the bars one night and ended up getting separated from my friends. This girl I had been talking to all night offered me a ride home, I accepted and we ended up in her dorm room. More shots at the dorm lead to drunken sex. At about 5 in the morning I hear her walking around the room. I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or not at the time but I see her pull down her panties and proceed to piss on the floor. For some reason I don't think much of it and pass back out. I wake up a few hours later thinking the earlier image had been a dream. I glance over to the corner to see the same spot covered in wet newspaper. Awkwardness overcame me. I think I mumbled something like "I must go now. My planet needs me." and ran like mad.

That was already depicted in your old avatar with the hog.

OK, my Soph year, a buddy and I go out to celebrate KU's victory over Number ONE ranked OU....go to Louise's; Foghorn's; and Moody's (on fake ID's). Several beers and a few shots later, we head to Johnny's...to see my roomate who is in a punk rock band; a couple of Alpha Phi's try persuading us to "stay"....to no avail. We end up at the "Jazz House" with my buddiy's Coasta Rican friend, and her roomate....a Scottish chick. Both provided us with much entertainment and pleasure throughout the rest of the evening....untill we decided to walk home; as we were too "under the influence" to drive.

We go back to my dorm room at Naismith Hall, and check out the "action" across Naismith Dr. at Oliver Hall.....a girl who wanted me, in particular; she and a friend had left their blinds "open" and Steve and I struggled over access to the telescope as Nancy and Tia were "experimenting".....I decide to call, to see if they need any "help," they don't answer their phone....then I called for one ring, hung up....and called another one ring....hung up....my "signal" to Nancy....she stops, calls me and invites Steve and I over to "help" her and Tia through their 'fun.' On the way over, security/rent-a-cops gave Steve and I "sobriety" tests that we somehow "passed."

We went to separate rooms, and after 3 hours of "playing" went to breakfast at Perkiins....