Random observations taken from College Humor.com:
College girls tend to go for the Ken doll type - looks nice, has plastic hair, and absolutely nothing on the inside. College guys tend to go for the Pez dispenser type - their bodies are pretty much all the same, and though most would prefer a Princess Leah head over a Miss Piggy, the guy usually only cares about the candy below the neck.
There\'s a guy in every class who never talks. When he\'s called on, he gives a blank stare, says uh, and slumps back in his chair. He says one comment at the end of the semester, and the teacher bumps up his grade a full point for improving. Which is nice, because then he can keep his athletic scholarship.
There\'s always one guy who tries to set up reunions for your high school crew. Wonder how many college friends he has?
I love the e-mail forwards that end with "send this to ten people or you will be killed in your sleep." Nothing says redemption like wishing death on ten of your closest friends.
If politicians want to commend someone for family values, they should give a medal to the skeezy middle-aged man at the end of the bar who hits on all your 20-year-old friends. The abject fear of becoming him is what convinces most players to settle down and raise a family.
No matter what bar you go to on your 21st birthday, you will not be carded. Unless you forget your ID. Then you\'ll be carded everywhere you go. Twice.
Every group of friends has a lowest section of the totem poll - you know, the person they usually make fun of and is only really there for the pure entertainment value. The next time you go out with your friends, look around for a few minutes - and pray you can figure out who it is.
That\'s all I feel like posting now. I\'m anticipating getting slizzard(slizzard=drunk for my melanin challenged friends) tonight. I did it last week and the week before that; but now I\'m actually legal. Joy.