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

St. Patty's Day 2002

Well the morning started out like any other St. Patty's day. F-ing wasted from the night before. I decided to wake everyone in the house up with some good ole' Flogging Molly's. Sam cooked up some awesome morning grub. Hashbrowns, bacon, eggs the works. I decided to opt for the high butter breakfast. I was bet that I couldn't eat a stick of butter that morning. Not being one to turn it down I boldly took on the challenge and ran (well choked it down) with it.

I don't know if you've ever tried to eat plain butter but it is probably one of the most fun things I don't ever want to try again.

Here is me taking the first bite. I threw some hashbrowns into the mix to see if it would mask the butteriness.


Here we go bite two, taking the hat off cuz I don't need any lepracahn help on this one.


Ok...I take that one back. I do need some help.


I had to go out to our front yard (yes that's a couch) to get some air to get it down.


I did not make it. I had one bite left and threw up when I put the last bit in.


Here is the punishment for not finishing the stick of butter. As you can see by his face Matt is so Giddy to hit me over the head with a frying pan.


So i decided to drown my sorrows, sore stomach and couch (yes I'm taking a piss).


So I couldn't finish the butter and yes we threw the couch away. Moral of the story, you don't get famous doing pussy shit, but you shouldn't eat a stick of butter to get there.

coming next: Visiting April in Europe

Blast from the past

So I told you I would bring you some junk from the past. Let me catch you up to speed then.
As I said before I went to and graduated from Michigan State University. I shared my time there with quite a few people. These were the guys that I spent most of my time with:
Aaron, my roommate freshman year. We went in blind (no preference on who we got) and wound up living together Freshman, Junior and Senior Year (junior year part two for me).
Sam, My neighbor down the hall who I also lived with Jr. and Sr. year. He was a manager for the MSU Men's Basketball Team. Who brought over a couple of those guys which I caught in bed with some girl, but it was my bed.
Matt, who I lived with Senior year and now lives in Marion, Arkansas across the border from Memphis. Whom I just visited recently (pics to be posted soon).
Keith, who came as a packaged deal with Matt and loved country music, two tracking and UHF.
and
Brad, who we never lived with me but was around a lot of the time. He was a motorcycle/car/snowboarding nut.

The places that I worked during college were:
Shaw Hall Cafeteria
Holden Hall Cafeteria
Good Times Pizza
Cold Stone Creamery
B.D's Mongolian BBQ

My main places of residence at MSU:
Shaw Hall
Haslett Arms
&
506 Charles street owned by Don Behm resided in by the above named with the usual visitation by Brad. Below is a moderate documentation of our times at 506 Chuck.

This is our Kitchen penninsula over looking our romantic fireplace. These girls were a staple the second half of Junior year. (L to R Erin, ???, Melissa, Garth, Katie, Aaron, Kathleen and Ashley)














This is my ex-girlfriends brother Adam. We were actually twins seperated by race and at birth. As we were being attacked by these women Aaron decided to see if anyone neede to wash their clothes (upper right hand corner).














A usual night at 506 Charles. We usually had a good turn out of slues and Gibronies.












Here is Matt with a random girl. She was cute though.














A typical game of how big is it, Ailsa and I knew that this kid was lying...it's way smaller.














The neighbors kids woke up the next morning to a passed out bum...nah it was just your friendly neighborhood drunk college student that gave an answer to, "You bet I won't do what..."













Next up we have "J-tear" If you ever see this kid punch him in the face. He owes Sam and I $400. He ditched out on paying us 2 months rent after subletting from us for a summer. Then Sam ran into him at the bar and tried to bum money for a drink off of Sam. His distinguishing traits ar: Red hair, Detroit Tatoo on left arm and he wreaks of cheap, trash and utter suckage. Punch him in the face next time you see him and tell him its from Garth.



















Probably the best drunk picture ever. This is our neighbors swing and I can't remeber what's going on but they are probably arguing about whether the two line rule in Hockey is legit or not.














Sam just raked it in with the ladies (don't worry Alma this was before you).












Brad (center throwing the westside shocker) and his clan (Ryan with his toungue out). The girl was a roommate of my wife in college. Her name was Hillary.












Maybe I should have just called this post the Aaron and Sam post. This is us on our way to Rokk out at a beach party. We are F-ing Hard Asses, aren't we? YES WE ARE!!!













This is the same three guys at Sam's Cousins house in Cleveland. The house was sweet and so was their Bull Mastiff.














Coming up next: Part Two of the College years