Seems the stress is getting to some people, perhaps. While eating dinner in the ILLC res eatery, I overheard a student standing at the counter, talking extremely loudly:
”He said he knew some people who had had sheep sex. Sex. With a sheep. He said he never did, but if he did have sex with a sheep, he wouldn’t regret it.”
The same guy, a few minutes later:
”Things are so overpriced here! It’s a dollar ten for a can of coke, and that pisses me off. And cream cheese! We don’t even have herb and garlic. But it’s a dollar 40 for a bagel…” He ranted on in that vain for some time. He could be heard across the room.
I feel your pain, brother. Now, can I have an award? Newest blog to publish the most amount of sex stories in the shortest time frame, or something?
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