Today I fucked up by wanting to get back at a snooty know-it-all from Ecology class by chasing her down at a night game of Capture The Flag only to realize I’d chased down (and probably subsequently scarred) some girl from night class who wasn’t even playing.
Met this guy back in first year and I have to admit he scared me at first. He’s a huge, bearded guy, who yells a lot. Once we learned he was afraid of most creamy sauces we were not so afraid of him. This guy is my hero…if a hero can be defined as someone one has the mastery to screw life up pretty badly but make amazing stories out of it. He achieved Reddit gold with this story and I’m seriously hoping he posts more.