Stroll Dowm Memory Lane (part 1)

I think it's time to recap some of the funnier stories of our time in school. I'm sure there will be some i missed, so feel free to add your own. This whole thing got me started the other day when i was thinking about the time we were all leavig Jillians, and shamps was walking ahead of us by about 50 yards, and I'm pretty sure it was Declan, that told me to go run up and tackle him in the snow and of course back then that is all that needed to be said for me to do something as we are all aware of by the whole motorcycle knocking over for no reason. So I ran up there and did the tackle, and if i remember correctly I had pretty good form. But i did end up staining my pants, so i guess that teaches me. BTW remember we used to think Jillians was the best thing ever? I cant even remember the last time i went in there.

Speaking about the motorcycle night, from time to time when i go to the gym in the morning i see Celia, and i always think about her massive poop she left in the bathroom/beer room we had set up in the hotel room. I always smile and if i sniff hard enough i can still recall that massive corn filled poo she left for the rest of us to enjoy, I'll never remember a more sobering college party, since no one wanted to go get beer for about 20 mins, granted i used to get after the beer, and i have left a few doosies in my day but i was not going to go in there. And we all needed beer that night since we just came off ( no pun intended) that night where sergio ordered porn for the whole room, and at the time there were all dudes since the dinks were getting ready.

Remember when the soda machine broke in melvin and Dec's closet have about 345 cans of soda? I know that's not a funny story but i always think of that from time to time. I'm sure there are plenty of Melvin stories but ill move on to sophmore year at good old Davenport. We had the most random roommate ever Kokou Amefia, and his live in girlfriend who later became to be known as "the french bitch" That was a sloppy year where we had our first funnel experiences, which led to many trips to the bathroom for vomits. Frankie came over one night and stole PJ's camera, and was so mad during the beer pong game cuz we had random rules but he finally got the urge of diplomacy, and said "house rules guys". what a scum bag, anyway moving on, Kokou had the most random foods and one night mr. harger was drunk running around shirtless singing "I am a real american" hands down a top 5 moment of my college career. And while running around he had to know what Foo Foo Flour tasted like becasue "inquiring minds want to know" so down the hatch went about a pound and a half of flour. That was the year of the imfamous 52 yard field goal that went wide right. There was a cake that the imfamous Liz Phillips left over and pampy was getting mad becasue i was intentionally fouling him in NBA live, he got so mad he got up and kicked the cake as hard as he could. Good Times. Which leads me to the most shitty roommate ever, Chirag. I knew this kid was a loser when on move in day we were in the living room, and he randomlly goes to me and john, "yo dogs, i got a whip outside" and that night said to us, "yo wanna go get drinks" and this was a sunday night, and all the stores at this time were closed and we told him we were under 21, and in his infinite wisdom said "don't worry about it" needless to say we didnt get any drinks, but we found out his imfamous move, while riding in his passat( which he sold for 4,233,434.32 but that's a different story). Whenever he would see a girl he would put his seat back, roll down the windows and blast the music, 9 times out of 10 would be Tupac, and the other time would be the bow wow song where he counts down from 10 to 1. Anyway this kid has so many stories that he should deserve his own blog, but he stole pj's underwear, just to show you what kind of kid he was, and he also banged Heather who was Liz's WT friend, who instead of moaning prolly screamed during sex "whatta mean"

This leads me to west village, where if i'm not mistake pamps did his first streak. Brian Gregory was my favorite roommate, and his halloween pants. This kid was so nice that he asked everytime he wanted to shower. Back in my snacking days i found out where he his his bag of bite sized butterfingers and let's say it got a little messy. Although he did get to see little tommy in all his glory, it was 5 am and i had to pee, so i figured no one would be up on a wednesday so i walked to the bathroom in my undies, and its the morning and all guys know what happenes in the morning, and anyway hes sitting on the couch next to our door reading a book, eye level with little tommy who was awake well before me, if you catch my drift.

I think i should stop here, looking forward to any input as i know there are plenty i missed. Stay tuned for the last few years of school. and it got more and more sloppy.