1961 – The chapter: Let’s make a corporation to own the house. We’ll pay ourselves rent. We’ll make it endure for 30 years, to see how things go. All Phi Sigma Kappa members will be stakeholders. The state: Sounds like a plan. 1991 – Crip and Gingerman: Let’s just make the corporation permanent, so we […]
Getting a semi-hot date you have absolutely no chance of scoring with 40 minutes before the party starts?: $20 (for the tickets, dipshit). You can get shot down for free anytime you want, and pretty much every time you don’t want.
Cheesy award from Scott (which you keep for 25 years) because you at least didn’t go stag, thereby beating the over/under : Obviously priceless.
The pic is from a different banquet, although the girl in the red dress could very well have been my pity date from the award. ^^
“Now cracks a noble oil pan heart. Good-night sweet prince, And flights of angels sing thee to the junk yard thy rest.” – Horatio Caine on Mel Gibson (Hamlet, act V, scene ii) It was 20 years ago today (give or take) that the 1976 Mercury Marquis bit it. Phi Sigma Kappa from CMU came […]
More adventures of the Stupid, brought to you with a little help from Don Ho, Jeff Spicoli and Tony Montoya. 9. Park your car in the west entrance of a nature preserve near your house. If your pal 8 Barrel is there, that’s cool. Do this at night. Point your car at the road, while […]