I know that I haven't written in a while, but I have been quite busy with school and snowboarding. Anywho, here is a good story that just happened this evening:
My friend Trevor and I were over at the "caf" (our less than adequate UBT cafeteria) for dinner. We usually are banging down the doors right at 5 p.m. but today we were casually late (5:15 p.m.). Toward the end of our meal, a ketchup packet started to occupy our attention.
"There's a hole. I'm gonna squeeze it."
"Be careful, Trev, it's gonna go all over."
Much to my dismay, Trevor kept squeezing it, twisting it, and taking its dignity until we heard a big SNAP! Trevor moved his head. he had a splatter of ketchup on his cheek. We kind of laughed and looked to our left.
"Oh my heck!"
"Whoops! I didn't think it would shoot that far!"
In our cafeteria, there are enlarged photos from the 1960s of the campus. And now, thanks to us, a lovely picture of the quad has large spots of ketchup on it. I'm not talking a splash; I'm talking a tsunami of ketchup!
"Trevor, you have to clean that up!"
"No, someone will see me do it!'"
"But you can't leave it there!"
"Watch me. Grab the drinks, we need to leave."
We quickly left the cafeteria laughing the whole way.
It's still there.
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