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Friday, August 06, 2004 :::

Hot crust buns.

I was only inside of a fraternity once, picking up a friend. The whole place smelled like sweatsocks and from the sounds of their CD players, they all had terrible taste in music. It was all Margaritaville this, Snoop-Doggy that. I don't like frats. Or fraternizing. Or drunken idiots (despite the fact that I am one every now and again). So these jackasses get what they deserve:

When drinking games go bad.

Make sure you click on the pics to get nice fat close-ups.

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My favorite part of this post was the title you made up for it.
I would like to take this oppurtunity to recount a night of drinking gone really bad.All I remember is "hot babe" playing air guitar on a chair me grabbing someone in the crotch with a dish scrubbie and then passing out before all of the real fun ensued.I get a stomache ache thinking about how I must have looked to an outside...sober person,but then I feel better because I never even came close to playing air guitar.

By Blogger Stacy, at 11:45 PM  

Ok, Just how dumb do you have to be to stick toilet paper in the crack of your ass and then light it on fire? Much less let someone take a picture of it to post on the web? TP burns faster than pretty much anything. Essentially in a poof it is consumed by flame. The "drunken sailor" gets such a bad rap. Clearly Frat boys are well beyond sailors. I can just imagine what taking a dump might feel like after your cheeks are burnt to a crisp. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

By Blogger Trekgeekscott, at 11:06 AM  

I hate when that happens.

By Blogger Kristina, at 12:22 PM  

On the night of the infamous air guitar, you also missed out on the drunken "suck or blow" card game, which was rediculously labored and downright grody. Does anybody remember the song she strummed along violently with? I'm betting it was something by Bush, or Live.

By Blogger dan, at 11:02 AM  

It was "faith" by George Michael.She had he back facing us with tight jeans and a leather jacket.

By Blogger Stacy, at 11:14 AM  

Boones Farm will do that to a girl.

By Blogger Kristina, at 12:23 PM  

Zoom in on the last picture and check it out. Is that guy actually groping himself while another one of his "oh yeah, I'm straight" friends kisses his newly burned bum? Nobody just casually places their hand like that in a social setting. I wonder how long it took until this drinking party became a massive sausagefest orgy. Damn, where were the viedo cameras?

By Blogger RobMI, at 10:37 AM  

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