ooo i got a poo story
So reb,'s lil bro is two classes younger and went to A&M as well. We both went pot luck for dorm roommates and ended up as suitemates, but that has nothing to do with this story but you just read it anyway. Thursday nights at the Hall was a pretty regular thing back then, and on one fateful night I met him and his girlfriend there. They were doing shots in his truck before going in so I walked over and was chatting with them through the rolled down window. Without warning, my colon called for an immediate evacuation. So I'm standing there and **** myself while maintaining eye contact with my brother. I excused myself, walked over to the tree line, pulled off my button up shirt and white undershirt and put my button up shirt back on. Then pulled my jeans and soiled boxers off and hurled the latter into the woods. I then wiped myself with the undershirt and threw that into the woods as well. Put jeans back on, and John Travolta'd into the Hall and got hammered.
It was great.