Dr. Mario Posse
Saturday, September 21, 2002
I got black-balled like a minority at a party at State Friday night.
I stood at the damn keg for 25 minutes, pumping, observing, watching kids fill a beer and put another empty cup in their hands. I just gave up after that, I would have painted block M's on 20 houses if I had the paint for it. Then we watched a low-speed chase with an idiot SUV driver trying to outrun a cop. They're gonna tear into him like Rodney King. Then I had a genious idea. If you want your cup filled, and you've been waiting a long time, just pull your cell phone out, dial 911, and threaten the keg operator that you'll call the party in unless your damn cup gets filled. Cause a lot of Spartans are bastards and need to be pushed to that limit. By the way, I went all 5 rounds with DM Prodigy before kamikaziing my ass so he wouldn't win. And that was only HALF the weekend. Gimme 4 hours, I'll give you another paragraph.
Friday, September 20, 2002
JON CALDWELL IS A FUCKING PIMP!!!!!!!!! Check out the link guys!
Thursday, September 19, 2002
VERY IMPORTANT NEWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
go to this link or else i will be very hurt.
http://veepersplay.budlight.com/index.asp?id=C3728005D6C74787B5DD586175B5AF67
gets room 412 Wilson East has not had any luck with the lady spartans either, i think we're all just waiting to burst onto the mad-play scene at once...Harry True's party
gosh the excitment has begun to overwhelm this heart of mine, can't wait to see all of you. I guess the college life requres effor to get some, or something along those lines. I have been sitting in my dorm waiting for the perfect someone to show up a the door and just start ripping their clothes off. The only one to do that so far has been Kyle. Has anyone noticed that most guys around campus try to be all smooth and ricko suave-- it seems like the girls go for it or something. But I guess when all else fails, there is alwasy a beligerent night awaiting in the land of the ann, the arbor,-- the birtday of Uncle HarryTrue
Wednesday, September 18, 2002
the game is the 27th against east, it could be ugly
is everyone making proper preperations for The Party? just making sure gents, just making sure, adios
NEW RULE: IF YOU READ THE BLOG, YOU MUST RESPOND. You don't have to be divinely inspired like Clad and and I are every time we write, just let us know that 1) you're alive; and 2) you're alive more than once a week so you can write something on the blog.
This blog is called "Uncle Travis Gets His Diaper All in a Bunch"
Monday, September 16, 2002
Thank God for Travis Atkinson, I am here everyday checkin this damn blog in hopes that someone wrote something, and no, it was so refreshing to see a long and entertaining blog, cmon folks there is a lot to talk about, so lets start talking, I mean for one, we are approachin the biggest weekend of our lives to date, that is neat.
Dudes,
Chicks abound. I just went out with a hottie from Amazin' Blue last night. She is a gem in the making, refers to a lot of things as "gay" despite her musical theatre major and interaction with dozens of gay people. The greatest singer since Lindsey Griffeth, and wow dudes, wow. Now here's what I'm asking from all of you. For months I have been looking forward to seeing you all together again (yes months, even when we were still together), and I've been looking forward to this day. The only way I could mess it up is crossing girls at the party, which might happen. SHIT! I need your help. Granted, we'll all be fizzzucked izzup, but we need to watch out for each other, and keep all the ladies entertained and not talking to each other and finding out Uncle DM Travis is playing kissyface with lots of them. I would appreciate it so much brodys. Clint and I's wedding this weekend was blessed, mom had to remind us to pay attention to our dates on the dance floor and not each other. That's funny. I got wasted at State which is SO FRICKIN FUN. Jordan & Co. made it a night to remember. I'm still waiting for my gay games to come in the mail. You all can sleepover Sept. 28th, just so you remember that. Love you boys.
