MUHS College Experience: Post #3

JP Geygan goes to college. This was our conversation.

Geygan: DUDE
Geygan: i went to college
Me: haha
Geygan: and it rocked
Geygan: there was a girl in my room!
Me: any good stories?
Geygan: thats it
Geygan: i'd put it up if i were you

Thank you JP for this exclusive story.

MUHS College Experience: Post #2

Ah, yes. And how can we forget the stealing of campus property. Kudos goes to the stoic Jason Carr for this wonderful gem. He told me this epic story while briefly stopping at my house to grab a goody bag that my mother put together for his college dorm (long story, don’t ask).

“For one of our cycling trips we got to stay in the college campus dorms, which to this day I will say were the nicest dorms I have EVER seen. So, we were there along with some kids from New Jersey. Man, New Jersey kids are freakin’ crazy. I mean, we were watching the World Cup and one of them runs into the room with a firework and just sets it on the table and then lights it. There had to be at least thirty people on various couches and seats in that room! Everyone just scatters and gets behind cover while a few still watch the fuse in the distance as it slowly burns away. Then, of course, nothing happens because he took out the explosive in the firework, but still, crazy. So, then, we were walking around on the campus and we saw a golf cart near this fence. It just happened to be unlocked, so we assumed it was for our use. We jacked the thing and started joy riding around. We got back, then the Jersey kids showed up and it was their turn with the cart. They get back a few hours later and the thing is clearly in shitty condition. They tell us they took it down hills, through woods, and chased a deer with it. We examined the steering wheel and it had somehow been damaged in a way that we still don’t understand.

The next day, we go out to grab the golf cart and this time it was chained to the fence. Total bummer. But then the next day, ah paradise, it was once again unchained. We just get the thing started when the Jersey kids came by. We all piled in with the intent of going to a fair that was nearby, but too far to walk. So, we had like eight guys jammed into a six seat golf cart. We decided that once we got to the fair we would be absolute dicks, park it in an actual parking spot, and even pay for parking. We were just driving up a main campus street and then a little while later, someone in the back yelled “HEY, LOOK!!”. We all turn behind us and there is a very large, black security guard hauling ass towards us. The cart just stopped. We abandoned that thing and scattered in all different directions. I was laughing my ass off the entire time I was running away from the guy. We met back up and started playing volleyball and we decided that we had been there for at least an hour. Later on we found out there was this kid who was supposed to be watching it. That kid eventually came by and was talking shit like, “There were these punk kids who stole the golf cart, but I showed them.”

Yeah … the next day the golf cart was double chained.”

MUHS College Experience: Post #1

So, my first story. Here it is for you all to read and hopefully enjoy. I kept the last name of the individual involved private so as not to incriminate anyone.

I received this story at approximately 3:00 p.m. on the afternoon of the 27^th of August from none other than the honorable Thomas Shea. The story appears in essentially the same way it was sent to me … over AIM of course.

“So, Andrew comes back from a party that was held on … like … 15^th and Kilbourn last night. He goes back to his dorm in O’Donnell and climbs up onto his top bunk. Now, this bunk has to be at least seven feet of the ground, right? During the night, he starts making a shitload of noise, banging on the ceiling and such. Then he somehow falls off the top bunk, barely missing the table in his room. He proceeds to crawl into the bathroom where he summarily passes out. His roommate, Mossy, upon seeing Andrew in the bathroom responded by saying, “Fuck that, he is in a good place, so whatever.” Andrew then woke up in the middle of the night and stumbles around for a while, somehow exiting the dorm room and entering another. He finds an empty bed, and, thinking it was his, he climbs into the bed and goes to sleep. He finally wakes up the next morning and realizes he is NOT in his own bed and leaves, going back to his own room where he then tells me this story.”

We’ve been in college how long and we already have drinking stories! This can’t be good. But hell, that’s my own personal commentary on things. Have fun and be safe guys.

My New Project

Well, for those who haven't seen my hoard of messages, I am going to be collecting and writing the college stories of all you fine MUHS gentlemen. I don't know when I'm going to get my first story, but hell, who cares. Just IM me or send it to my email jplindsey@gmail.com. It will be a way to stay in touch, laugh with eachother, and see what others are up to now that they are in college. I don't care if it's funny, amusing, crazy, or depressing. I want 'em. I'll revise, write, and attribute the stories to those that told me them (unless you wish to remain unnamed). Talk to you guys later. Have fun and enjoy college.

peace....