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VEISHEA is finally here. Largest student run festival in the country. One of the guys in my unit told me there's gonna be about 100,000 people coming to my town to celebrate this weekend. Y'all don't even know how stoked I am.
VEISHEA 2007
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dude I live in iowa!! 35-40 minutes from ames. i go up there occassionally. you go to iowa state im guessing? we should meet somewhere in ames, take a pic of us being ridiculous and post it on here.
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Fvck Mike Jones, we should have rioted again.
My night went something like this: 1800: started drinking, indian poker and fvck the dealer, except I'm playing with Hypno and everyone else is playing with beer. 1840: my friends deem me officially drunk, my bottle is just about gone. 1900: My bottle of hypno is gone and I have nine tallymarks on my arm so I make it an even 10 with a shot of Don Eduardo reposado. 2200: Been continuing to drink for awhile, tequila, sweet-tarts, tucker death mix, and a cherry bomb. Now have 14 tally marks on my arm, there should be more I think, but I think I forgot to count some. 2205: I begin to feel stomach gurgles, looks like I'm getting a visit from the alcohol fairy. You know the creature that magically moves the contents of your stomach into the toilet without your consent. 2300: I'm passed out. 0045: I wake up, wash myself off, put on a new shirt, spritz on some cologne, and go back out to keep partying. 0130: My friends and I go to the Mike Jones show. He is late. 0200: Mike Jones shows up, he is not very good. My friend Jew tells me we should riot, I concur. No one else does. 0215: We leave Mike Jones, we meet some other people we know, I start walking home, I find a taco stand and buy 2 burritos, mmm yummy. 0300: I get home, I finish my tacos, I almost pass out in the bathroom again. I make it to my room and pass out there. 0830: I wake up, no hangover, I'm happy.
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