people here at tuskegee often mention that my roommates and i feed off one another so cyclically with out humor that it's almost an exclusive practice. i'm ok with that. the following inside jokes have been established between myself and my roommates during spring break 2007:
1. [dmx]eyyyyobitch![/dmx]
this mating call works great getting the ladies' attention from the king cab of a nissan titan.
2. any combination of the terms: "dude bro," "let's just chill," "brewskies," "gamecube," "bro," or "i'm not a bro."
i have to throw a reference to "www.derrickcomedy.com" because they are an awesome comedy troupe with some fresh perspectives on what is funny, without being too vulgar. check out "bro rape," and "guns."
so clearly, bro rape: a newsline investigative report was a great source of our laughter throughout this trip. thanks, josh, for the link!
3. saying "mmmbow to me..." with a deep voice, and the most effeminate body position you can muster. (it doesn't hurt to suck your finger tips at the end of any subsequent statements said in similar fashion)
4. [h]aiiiiiight[/h]
he who says this shall remain unnamed. however, it's a low-spoken, dusty, strained, and labored iteration of the term. thusly, hilarity ensues.
5. PEP PILLS! TRUCKER GAVE ME PEP PILLS! INSTRUCTIONS SAY TO TAKE TWO BUT I TOOK ALL OF THEM! MANIFEST DESTINY!
excerpt from the Family Guy Movie..of course we're fanboys! bros...even... but it's because of the obscene amount of NoDoz™, Amp©, and Red Bull© we ingested during the drive. my hands literally shook while i sat idle.
6. [david]Recalculating route[/david]
my gps navigation was a bit sensitive, and constantly recalculated our route even while in a straight line. it falls under the you-had-to-be-there category.
7. constant. CONSTANT. door-slamming.
happy birthday clayton. you're a good guy and it was good to link up with you and meet your folks. stop slamming doors mayne. it's a problem.
8. "quit touching my colonel sanders," says domenica.
you see, i had no idea what she was talking about. so i just said "yea, with your extra crispy self." laughter ensued. turns out she was talking about her thighs! who woulda known? but in hindsight, those thighs are juicy and cooked to sinful perfection.
i'm thinking that's about it for the time being. there's more but i'm tired. this is my latest attempt to blog regularly.. so i figured i'd start when i actually have something to talk about. see pics on my flickr, and leave some feedback. hint: they're the ones with the beach in the background and such. i wish i could detail each day but i haven't the patience at the moment. school work awaits.
a couple shouts go to new people i chilled with on the trip, brittney (and subsequently her scowl), and leah (of the MSU variety). good to meet ya. spring-break-woo and such.
1. [dmx]eyyyyobitch![/dmx]
this mating call works great getting the ladies' attention from the king cab of a nissan titan.
2. any combination of the terms: "dude bro," "let's just chill," "brewskies," "gamecube," "bro," or "i'm not a bro."
i have to throw a reference to "www.derrickcomedy.com" because they are an awesome comedy troupe with some fresh perspectives on what is funny, without being too vulgar. check out "bro rape," and "guns."
so clearly, bro rape: a newsline investigative report was a great source of our laughter throughout this trip. thanks, josh, for the link!
3. saying "mmmbow to me..." with a deep voice, and the most effeminate body position you can muster. (it doesn't hurt to suck your finger tips at the end of any subsequent statements said in similar fashion)
4. [h]aiiiiiight[/h]
he who says this shall remain unnamed. however, it's a low-spoken, dusty, strained, and labored iteration of the term. thusly, hilarity ensues.
5. PEP PILLS! TRUCKER GAVE ME PEP PILLS! INSTRUCTIONS SAY TO TAKE TWO BUT I TOOK ALL OF THEM! MANIFEST DESTINY!
excerpt from the Family Guy Movie..of course we're fanboys! bros...even... but it's because of the obscene amount of NoDoz™, Amp©, and Red Bull© we ingested during the drive. my hands literally shook while i sat idle.
6. [david]Recalculating route[/david]
my gps navigation was a bit sensitive, and constantly recalculated our route even while in a straight line. it falls under the you-had-to-be-there category.
7. constant. CONSTANT. door-slamming.
happy birthday clayton. you're a good guy and it was good to link up with you and meet your folks. stop slamming doors mayne. it's a problem.
8. "quit touching my colonel sanders," says domenica.
you see, i had no idea what she was talking about. so i just said "yea, with your extra crispy self." laughter ensued. turns out she was talking about her thighs! who woulda known? but in hindsight, those thighs are juicy and cooked to sinful perfection.
i'm thinking that's about it for the time being. there's more but i'm tired. this is my latest attempt to blog regularly.. so i figured i'd start when i actually have something to talk about. see pics on my flickr, and leave some feedback. hint: they're the ones with the beach in the background and such. i wish i could detail each day but i haven't the patience at the moment. school work awaits.
a couple shouts go to new people i chilled with on the trip, brittney (and subsequently her scowl), and leah (of the MSU variety). good to meet ya. spring-break-woo and such.
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