jason, you rule
I remember the good ole days when i wwas hazed. I was forced to douse my crotch in gasoline and light it on fire and then run into a sorority house. Another time I was forced to tie a rope around the tail of a goldfish and swallow it, then i had to pull it out of my stomach with the rope. man those were the good old days. Once i had to drink fifty beers in one hour. man was i drunk, that ruled.
jason you rock the house.
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