Some of the best stories I have are rather short and to the point. I could elaborate on every little detail and this would only be a few paragraphs long. Oh well here it goes.
Summer 2007.
I took a trip down to Tahlequah to catch up with some old friends and fraternity brothers. This weekend is probably better remembered to some as the weekend I got *cough* “grabbed by the guy *cough* but I look at the positive of everything. Like this moment…
We were all drinking in the front yard of the “new” frat-tastic party house. The guys and I were slamming beers in the front yard all morning and afternoon. This block was different because the 3 houses that were lined up to one another are all notorious party houses with significant names such as “The Rock House”, “Grand Avenue Country Club”, “The Ole Rugby House”, and at one time there was “The Greenhouse” but it was no longer inhabited by the “party type”. These three houses would get parties going at once and it was one giant block party.
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Although I wasn’t the immediate culprit in this wrong doing, I will take this opportunity to publicly post what I will claim as MY payback.
The Foundation- July 2005
Our good friend Stevo had his “bachelor party” as a camping trip on Ft. Gibson lake in Oklahoma. It was to be a weekend of massive drinking and cooking out. This weekend was the typical crew (Stevo, Stink, Treez, Skeet, Corgy, just to name a few). As the evening progressed, so did or B.A.C.’s. I soon fell into a drunken stupor and parked my drunk ass into a mesh chair and passed out, hard.
This is where the crew had their fun.
The next day I woke up covered in sand. I guess after I drifted into a hard somber, Skeet began throwing shovel fulls of sand in my lap. Then to my feet, etc. Before long I was buried up to my neck. One of the guys put an empty beer box on my head and I believe it was Corgy who urinated all over me. I woke up sometime soon, and they said they all laughed as I performed ignorant drunken tasks. I woke up with no recollection.
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One Thursday in 11th grade we decided to go party at the lake. The reason for this is because the next day was Junior Jam day which equates to powder puff football and jumping on trampolines all day. It’s the same day as graduation for the seniors. So we packed our mansion tent which was a massive 3 room tent and we bought multiple cases of beer and all headed for the lake. The motley crew that went was me (Stink), Phishr, Treez, Danimal and O’Dis.
When we got to the lake low and behold there was 5 girls at the very next camp site. Could you think how happy us adolescent boys were. They weren’t the most attractive of girls but you know…we were drinking so they started to look a little better. Well these girls are from a town not to far from the lake or our hometown called Haskell. It’s really a miserable excuse for a town…you know the type with one stoplight. Well anywho at another campsite there was this kid named Coweta Chris who was the biggest douchebag and me and him almost fought cause he was being mean to the girls and I was trying to be nice so we could get lucky. He finally left and all of us decided to go swimming.
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I have a new contributor on the site now. I like expansion, and he will draw more traffic (with time of course). There are a few others I will extend an invitation to. Look forward to more silly stories and whatnot in the future…
Growing up is sooo fun!