Oh New York...

The Knicks and Rangers are both out of the chase for their respective championships so that leaves New York's most reliable franchise over the past century. The Yankees

Go Bronx Bombers, let the Red Sox keep fucking up and just rip those balls out of the park. I smell number 28. LETS GO.

On a completely different note, this weekend was probably one of the more bland experiences I have ever known being a UMass student. Everyone had gone home for Easter, and I was left with my Jewish friends, mainly Karl, to hang out with. I fell asleep before midnight on both days, and have been battling a cold so that made everything even worse than it already was. But nonetheless, some mindless shit still happened to take place. After going to a keg party at a friend's house, I am told everyone came back to our house, where some physical altercations arose. "Phil Nelson" as I would like to introduce him, decided to be the drunkest girl at the party for the second night of the weekend. Way to go Phil! I guess asking an Indian guy to body slam you into a poker table that doesn't belong to you is a great way to spend a Saturday night. If you do buy a new table for those guys, make sure it's a feminine color, because that's what I think poker is for. Bitches.

At least it's nothing like what happened to this guy....


Oh well but, I have a fun time coming up ahead of me with finals, and my second to last weekend hear and shit, so I''l be back

Let us play catch up cool?

Hey it's me again. So it has been quite hectic over the last couple of weeks. New apartment, classes and whatnot. But anywho I'm back for now and here are some stories.


Biceps reeled in a keeper ladies and gentlemen, or so I have heard without using a reference to his massive guns, or his sexual prowess in bed. LAWLZ. But good for you big guy. Chick is on the Equestrian team here at UMass, so for comedy's sake let us call her Sea Biscuit. I don't know much other than she is the looker while most of her friends, minus a few ungainly whales, are al good looking and I had fun talking to them.

Karl, on the other hand, maybe a little sick with a pretty sounding thing. I won't say what it is out of respect to him, but I will tell this: The girl that may have, but thankfully didn't give it to him, is a bitch and a half, and Karl still has the balls to maybe ask this chick to our formal? WTF Karl? YOU HAVE OTHER HOT GIRLS THAT LIKE YOUR GOOFY DRUNK ASS. Get with the program bro honestly. I'll update on a situation, but if she goes with him, it is not going to be a pleasant night for either of them, because I cannot for the love of god control my drunk ass.

Speaking of which, about formal and shit, I feel that Julian needs to get his shit together and go. The dude threw up in the pool our first semester going to the formal and had it shut down for everyone else. He then tried to drunkenly blame it on someone else. Way to be a champ Julian, I'm banking on a repeat this year dude.

So while listening to the 8 Mile soundtrack, fuck you it is the essence of human existence. But I'm out to drink more and prolong the inevitable truth that I have mad projects to do. I'll keep you jibronis updated and shit. Posh Nosh getting Shringotts

Out

My Apologies

Sorry, but I do not feel I have the time to make "Rate that Townie" with Flaccid, just not in the cards, so please, feel free to suck it up.

I will, however, resume posting funny shit to this page in the near future, just cut me some slack


Peace