I need to get my life together.
Posted Sunday, April 18, 2004 by torpey

Where to start...

Well just for all of you who don't know me, I am the man lucky enough to be Steve Czwalga's roommate at the University of Dayton, but anyways lets get to what you may think is actually worth reading. This past Friday night, some of my buddies and I were roaming around the ghetto trying to find beer to drink. After finding a house that had some alcoholic beverages, my friend Greg and I start talking to a girl I know from one of my communication classes. How ironic, two communication majors are talking to each other. But back to the main point of this story, I have only talked to this girl outside of class one other time, and so I really don't know her that well. Somehow the topic of virginity pops up into our conversation, which totally took me by surprise. Everyone starts going around telling whether or not we are virgins, and this girl tells us she's a virgin. Then, out of nowhere again, she wants to know if anal sex is considered sex...?!!?!? WTF, this girl now tells us she's had ANAL SEX, but she's never had sex. First of all, YOU ARE NOT A VIRGIN, GETTING ASSFUCKED HAS GOT TO BE SOMEWHERE NEAR HAVING SEX. Second, YOU DON'T TELL PEOPLE YOU BARELY KNOW ABOUT HAVING ANAL SEX! I don't know what this girl was thinking.

In other news, last night I thought it'd be funny to pick up every person I saw in my drunken mess. So all of my friends must have been pissed at me about that, but then I run into Sean Finn, the seven foot tall center of U.D.'s basketball team. Well, this is the first time I've ever had the chance to converse with such a celebrity on our campus, so naturally I start off by asking him some small talk question (mind you I am more ripped than you can imagine at this point). The first thing that pops up into my drunken thoughts is to ask him what he is majoring in at U.D. The giant says he is majoring in business, and so I decide to tell him "WELL YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS ... YOU CAN WORK AT MY BANK!" WTF? Sorry but that's the most retarded comment I've ever heard of, and I said it. Then I continue to give him shit, but I really don't remember what I was saying. This must have been the most intelligent thing I've ever done, because the man was obviously twice my size. Then, after leaving the party, (from what I am told), I came back into my room and decided it was a good idea to sleep down the hall in the lounge instead of my bed. So off to the lounge I went, where I passed out for at least twenty minutes. Thank God my friends Quinn and Greg saw that I was a bit inebriated, and that I needed to move from the lounge back to my room. They get me back in my room, and Steve starts telling me how retarded I was, but I was responding with serious jibberish leaving Steve completely confused until I passed out in my own bed.

That about sums up everything interesting that happened to me this weekend. I hope you enjoyed my retarded life.

a ? for all
Posted Sunday, April 18, 2004 by ed the thief

Has anyone actually seen czwalg's divorce papers, b/c i still don't beleive theyre not together, if it's true, why wouldnt she beg him to take her back, b/c one day the miser is going to be sum rich ass bastard, and im goin to make him hire me as his personal body guard.

What a night
Posted Sunday, April 18, 2004 by willthethrill

So its friday and its time to get fucked up. I was drinking heavily in my room with the great Steve and by 10:30 i am pretty much completely fucked. The last thing i remember is at 12:30. Then I guess i decided to go out to the ghetto but get lost on the way (i suppose). So at like 4:15, Tom calls me and i am like 5 miles off campus near downtown Dayton. I walked to the Miami Valley Hospital for no apparent reason. They find me later covered in my own blood as i had fallen several times on my little walk. My lip is bleeding, knees bloody as hell and various cuts and scratches basically all over. The next day i wake up covered in bloodand with one tremendous hangover. Then i am still able to go out that night and drink a little more. It was awazing.

(should be noted that he was also unable to speak. -steve)

People....
Posted Saturday, April 17, 2004 by sTeVe

Fast and the furious ruined people... i can't believe people think there car is any better when making it sound like a lawn mower with there damn exhaust... I don't think they realize the fact that its supposed to sound powerful (because its an engine) not like a damn toys r us bubble mower... If you own a honda, hyundai, or whatever that does not have atleast a v8 stock (unless its american, camaro, stang etc.) don't even try to make your car "nicer"... you make yourself look like a damn fool..

Hawaii??
Posted Saturday, April 17, 2004 by sTeVe

Well, just been looking at the statistics for the site... and a few questions have been raised.

1. Who the hell is visiting this site from canada?

2. Who the hell is visiting from hawaii?? wtf..


The canada visitor isn't so bad... but i know for a fact that i do not know a human being that lives in hawaii... shit im not sure if i know anyone whose every been to hawaii...

If you are one of these people lettin me know...

an email from my uncle
Posted Friday, April 16, 2004 by ed the thief

On a golf tour in Ireland, Tiger Woods drives his BMW into a petrol station in a remote part of the Irish countryside. The pump attendant obviously knows nothing about golf, greeting him in a typical Irish manner completely unaware of the identity of the golfing pro.
"Top of the mornin' to yer, sir," says the attendant. Tiger nods a quick "hello" and bends forward to pick up the nozzle. As he does so, two tees fall out of his shirt pocket onto the ground.
"What are those?" asks the attendant.
"They're called tees," replies Tiger.
"Well, what on the good earth are they for?" inquires the Irishman.
"They're for resting my balls on when I'm driving," says Tiger.
"Feckin Jaysus," says the Irishman, "BMW tinks of everything!"

old stuff not forgotten
Posted Friday, April 16, 2004 by ed the thief

Diggin through sum old papers 2day, and found a speeding ticket i had from a while ago.

75mph in a 15mph zone.

thats funny, and o yeah, go to hell flowers, and kabay is definitely not real!!!

i hate penn state among many other things
Posted Friday, April 16, 2004 by luke714

glad to see nothin changed and the reeeedler and kabay still fall under the catergorie of not real.kinda surprised eds not in jail yet though, kinda dissapointed by it too. word to the wise never go to any penn state campus, all its good for is herpes and/or nothing.i could learn more off a brick than most of the teachers at psu. i even rated one of them like that.nothin changed with me either, still gettin raped by calc. i hate school

Line dancing Faggot
Posted Friday, April 16, 2004 by ed the thief

So, me, woody, chandler, and ezra go to the texas road house for sum grub. We get this fat chick for our waitress to start things off, then, outa no where i hear line dancing music kick on, and the waitresses start dancing, im like ok, most of them are pretty hot with the exceotion of ours. All of the sudden, a little dude in a tight shirt starts line dancing. Ya, hes a waiter there, the only dude waiter, and he has a boyfriend a waitress tells me. So, i see this card that says let us know how we did. I feel it out, and one ? says, what was the best part of ur dining experience.

I put "Line Dancing Fagot" and turn it in, o ya, i also put tommy D's name phone # and adress on it

Inner-City Dayton Kids...
Posted Thursday, April 15, 2004 by sTeVe

So me, will, torpey, and alex go out to play some BBall outside. We start playing and on the court next to us there were 8 kids from Innercity dayton (ages 17-20). We first thought they went to UD. They asked us to play with them... we walked over and started playing 4v4 and 4 of them sat out.

It was insane... every single one of them had solid gold or platinum teeth, all 8 of them. The 4 that were sitting out were on the cell phones the whole time.. so we figure drug dealers.. cause each one of them had mouths over 5grand.

Anyway we got raped..even though they didn't really play defense, it was a seen out of ESPN's 1and1 streetball tour.. alyooping kids that are 5'10'' dunking... It was an experience and a half..

After that they all pile into a brand new suburban with dub's on it... guaranteed drug dealers... you can just tell they don't work too hard.

Were all lucky to be alive..

Posted Thursday, April 15, 2004 by jihad

It was a cold day when the splinters fell like sheep from the clouds, orange rain coated the countryside like a sick january pumpkin in mid april. The waters ran and brimstone studpified the incandecsents of the crown. But shortly the rabbit fell and the black was still. The night was calm and quite, but at the same time seemed to be alive with it's darkness, kinda like a negro. But up from the hills he came, weilding a long staff and a ruben on intalian bread. "The prophet jihadimon has returned" He called out and all was calm.

He exist
Posted Thursday, April 15, 2004 by Reeddddler

I spoke to the miser today. To my suprise I found out the man is still alive which left me in quite a shock. He told me to post something on here. so i would like to share something i have learned in my collegiate experience this year. If you have a vagina you should not have a bull cut. This is crucial to happyness on earth so spread the word.

Up and Running!
Posted Thursday, April 15, 2004 by sTeVe

Going to try and get this bitch goin again... It was a damn good site before ed had to go ruining it with his death threats... Either way itll be good cause everyones so damn spread out... we'll beable to hear eachothers ridiculous shit that happends in our lives.

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