MY NAME IS CHIP. WEIRD SHIT JUST SORTA HAPPENS TO ME. THIS IS A SOME OF THAT SHIT.
The food in Japan is just not what you would expect. It is nothing like Benihana of Tokyo or your local sushi place, I promise. The texture is off and the food is treated with different chemicals that affect our round eye stomachs differently. That and about 15 bottles of sake gave me an extreme case of geri.
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.
For my first bachelor party me and 11 of my buddies went to Hilton Head Island. We played some golf, hit the strip clubs, drank some beers, told some lies and woke up early for a shark fishing trip… It ended up being a trip of firsts.
First time I ever caught a shark.
First time I ever held a shark.
First time I screamed like a bitch and threw a shark back in the water.
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.
October 3, 2011
Chip
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