Posts from the ‘My Friend’s Antics’ Category
Spice Did It…
After spring break, senior year at Dayton, Spice came back to school from New York and brought with him some big ass Italian sub from a deli in NYC. We went to the bar and he did not stop yapping about this fucking sub. “It’s the best sub in the city…. I grew up on these subs… My Dad went to this place when he was a kid… I can’t wait to go home tonight and eat that sandwich….” As he said this, I looked at Felix’s face and knew that Spice was never seeing one bite of that sandwich.
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Reasons Hustle Couldn’t Finish Eight Pounds of Carrots
Charlie Hustle twice tried to eat 8 pounds of carrots in one day. His mother went shopping for groceries for our house and what do single college aged guys like to eat… apparently carrots…. pounds and pounds of carrots? After not opening the bag for 2 months they were going bad and we had to get rid of them somehow.
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The Pickle Jar
Pranks wars were a daily game for us at UD. If we’d spent half the energy on school as we did on finding ways to fuck with people, we may have all graduated.
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SS: Poop Story Of The Week
I played lacrosse all through high school. It was a relatively new sport in the U.S. back then so it didn’t take much to be pretty decent at it. My senior year I was co-captain along with my buddy SS. There was this select camp at Syracuse every year, we went to before our senior year. It was kind of a big deal to get selected to go, as am I.


