Aaron's Graduation and after party's

To bring you up to speed, Aaron was the only one in our group to graduate on time (4 yrs) well Matt and April did as well but I am not for over achievers.
A few of our neighbors suggested that we get shirts made that said:

"I got my jollies at 506"

They were allright except we decided to get them dark blue with black writing. You had to be two inches away to see what it said, which worked out well with the ladies.

So a few of us from the house, a friend from his home and his little bro went down to watch the graduation. We didn't have tickets so we had to sit in the nosebleeds.

Here we are, I dressed up=tie. Almost a couple upskirts for ya.


Getting restless waiting for the EH.


There he is second row from the top in the middle...I don't really know just look for the tall kid.


Aaron getting his mack on with the neighbor. Brother shouting encouragement.


One of the neighbors who made the shirts...and Aaron giving the leanback.
Plus a midget?.?.?.?


Aaron with his bro on the right and Sam's bro on the left (apparently these guys could be hand twins or something?) Those pics in the background is our wall of hotties, if you were hot or we thought you were hot we took a pic with you and put it up there. Maybe I'll do a post one day dedicated to the wall of hotties. hmmm....

These pics are from the following night. We had a leftover keg...so what do you do with a leftover keg you ask???


You pretend you are a fly person.


You do Calisthenics.


You f-ing pimp the shit out with the wrist bands and beer coozies that say "Go Cocks!"


And you eventually make out but that is a different story alltogether.

Back to Charles

So I arrived back in the good ole U. S. of EEHHHH. I was girlfriend free and actual carefree as well. The following pics were taken from some of the great times that I could show you. I have more pics but I've got to find them. Enjoy?!?!


Here is Joe with our old computer monitor. He crushed it on top of a fire hydrant and then 2 sec. later a cop rolled by, it's all about timing.


The girl is a neighbor of ours (Melissa). Rule of thumb don't fall asleep around me.


This is right before we had a party (or were headed out I can't recall). The best part is Aaron instead of cringing or cowering he's snapping a pic.

coming next: Aaron's Graduation and April's Fam

Hello. I'm here for the argument.

Hello.
You malolevent pervert!!!
Wha..
You spineless pig!!!
Excuse me?!?
You horrendous, smelling piece of...Oh wait did you say argument. This is abuse! Argument is room 3G.

"Monty Python, Argument Clinic"

If you think of an argument you think of two people yelling at each other, maybe your parents in my case, with no reason other than to make the other person quit because you have made them so mad.
A real argument is trying to get the other person to see your point of view, because you are right.

• God vs Science
• Jews vs Catholics
• Roe vs Wade
• Republicans vs Democats
• Idiots vs Intelligence (you make your own decision there)

In a true argument there has to be one outcome: One person's viewpoint has to beat the other person's viewpoint.
Would you be right if you won an argument? This means that the other person did not convince you enough that their idea is correct. Could you handle being proven that your viewpoint is incorrect?
My point (how fitting) is that no one is correct. It would be better to take a step back and ask yourself why the person feels this way? What factors come into their thought process.
Remember, you don't have to prove yourself right, just prove them wrong.
Peace I'm out...

Visiting April in Europe

So April decided that she had enough of our Yankee ways and crossed the pond to Europe. Well she actually participated in a study abroad program through Michigan State University. She was going to abroad (not a lady) for four months (Feb-May).

At the beginning of the school year her mother told her not to get attached to anyone, well I kind of screwed that one up. At the time it seemed like forever and I thought that she would meet some exotic European dude and never come back (here's some foreshadowing for you=we got married).
But anyway, I would call up all drunk while she was over there and accuse her of cheating, especially with this one Swedish guy named Oolah (don't know if it is the correct spelling).
So I decided that I was going to come visit her in Leeuwarden, the Netherlands. She said that she would meet me in Amsterdam and then we would take a train to Brussels and then back to Amsterdam and then out to Leeuwarden. Mind you I was only there for four whole days, leaving on the fifth. Talk about doing things for a girl.



Here is april and I on the train to Brussels. I am fresh off the plane (time without sleep 22 hours)


We walked around the city of Brussels for awhile found a sammich shop and got drunk of Juplier beer. We then took a nap. April wanted to stay in bed so I started to read a book and then she felt bad about not getting up and we walked around the city square at night.



The next morning, isn't she cute on our tiny bed.


April in front of our Hotel the Van Belle, we were on our way to the Botanical Gardens of Brussells.

I'm not posing or anything.


Since it was Early April there were not too many flowers.


More posing.


It took a little while to get this picture taken, language barriers. My French is limited to "par les vous..." enter english here.

More posing in the garden.


I was actually about 20 feet off the ground. I liked the buildings in the background.


Here is April in the Town Square, it was huge.

The Locals.

Here is the view from our hotel room, quaint isn't it.


The town square at night. We were waiting for some of April's classmates, to meet up with us.


You can't tell, but we are in a pizza hut having dinner. For future reference don't go to pizza hut in Europe $$$$$$$!!!!!


April's classmates and one other boyfriend, the tall guy in the back. The guy with antenna ears is from Wisconsin, I think.

Throwing down some mad Foosball Skills against the Spainard.


You talking to me...I know this is a badass beer now Fuggedaboutit.


Posing like a happy couple.


We're drinking!!!! and I just beat you, you silly European.


The next morning we jetted (hopped a train) to Amsterdam and then to Leeuwarden. The guy on the left is Julienne=a licker.


Here is Mark at April's apartment. He was a crazy guy, from MSU with April.


The guy on the right is OOOOOOOlah, the girl, Sadie, was April's best friend while she was there. Sadie was English, she let april cut up a lot of the vegetables for dinner.


On our way to getting hammered at the groups local hangout.


Getting a little bit of piss off from Sadie and Julienne. I don't know why, she started it.


Why is Julienne looking at me like that?


Mother...so I liked it, wanna fight about it?


This place was interesting. You had to buy tokens for drinks at the door. I bought about 7 and used 1 for myself. Call me Captain over indulgence.


Otis with the Ladies.


Aprils reaction to wheter or not the Netherlands Bell Pepper Production would be affected by the increase and improvements in Canadian Green House Technology.


This was the worst tasting shot I have ever had (until I visited Norway).


The consensus was in, the shot=the shocker.


April and her usual Hooligans.


Oooooooolah and I rocking out in the laser show.

The Next morning on my last day in Europe. Where is april? Sick with something in bed.

They decided to Tape this poor girl all up.

Here is the view out of April's Apartment.

If you could only hear April yelling at me that I was doing it all wrong. Meanwhile, I was having a grand time riding a bike in Europe.

Here is the last picture in Aprils apartment.

Poor sleepy little girl on the way to drop me off in Amsterdam.


The story behind this picture is I met her on the way out to Europe and then we ran into each other on the way back. Me=coach Her=1st class. She didn't rub it in or anything.
Coming Next: More of Charles Street