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Senior Year
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Senior Year
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T'was the night before IRHA banquet and all through the campus not creature was sturing, except SPAM !
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What the hell were we thinking?
Half way through the handler of Bacardi Limon, doing lemon drop shots, Laura suggests that - well we finished half the bottle, why not finish the rest. In our, already drunk mess, we - as a group - felt that true, we are already half way there...bad idea.
About 2/3 through the bottle Dave and I started getting
silly...and it only got worst from there.
Fortunately / Unfortunately there were not too many pictures taken at this evening, and as you can see I was acting bad enough for the entire group.
The postlude to this story, the next day at IRHA Banquet, we all had decided to wear sun glasses and play as if we had a hangover from the night before, well the joke was on us we were still drunk from the night before. We came to this realization as our table at the banquet just order bread and water over and over again through out the entire banquet. Oh well...