Don't get me wrong.... I LOVE game day here in college town... but I just could NOT hang in there this weekend. Me and some friends had the bright idea of filling a keg at our appartment instead of actually going out into the blistering sun and tailgating all day like a bunch of redneck mullet-sporting NASCAR fans... yeeeahhh.... Anyway. We all know how I feel about kegs... Kegs are like a Tequila Sunrise, at first its an exciting idea, and that first sip is just awesome... but a few more sips in (or in my case keg stands) and your wishing you had never thrown in on this stupid 1990's frat house ideology. Kegs. psshhh... Needless to say I had my fair share of the keg, went to the game, couldn't stand up any longer so my girlfriend has the genius idea to go meet her sorority sisters at the bar because they're all "too cool" to go to a football game a.k.a. wouln't know what a touchdown was if they had John Madden explain the concept to them. hmmm... Well that is neither here nor there, we get to the bar, its around dinner time so we order food. Me, being in my borderline blackout/beerbellied stage that im thinks it a good idea to order chicken and cheese nachos. Sounds appealing on paper, not so great in real life. End up back at my girlfriends appartment 30 minutes later and can't get back up to go out that night due to a mixture of drunkeness and food poisoining (or whatever you call it when u down a gallon of disgusting nacho cheese, ya know, the plastic-ee kind) ha.
I'm still not sure who won the game, but oh well, there will be plenty more that will not be prequeled with a keg... duh. Anyway, I'm off to clean up this dead roach off my floor, appearantly he has been there for some time. Hmm... Adios Amigos.
PS - I know I said I would start doing TFLN on sundays... but I just don't have time to look through my phone at all the hilarity that was sent me via txt this weekend. Sorry.
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