Just now, on the phone:
Mischa: They threw pee down the stairwell.
Ryan: That's a combination of words you don't hear everyday.
Mischa: Yeah, freshmen. *to her deskie* What, in a milk bottle?
Ryan: Threw pee down a stairwell in a milk bottle. Wow, I soo don't miss college.
And never will.
15 September 2006
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