Dane Barbados Jr. Remembers: University pt.7
There was a girl I went to University. The group of people with which I associated which nearly all hated this girl.
Now knowing Dane Barbados Jr. as you do you may think this hatred stemmed from the fact that she was below me. This is not true however. Many of the male faction hated her for her cock-teaserish ways whilst they tolerated her for her whorish ways. To illustrate, by University's end this girl had been romantically attatched to all but two of the males in our wide group, that's about 8 different gentleman, all in the same loosely affiliated group of friends. Whorish.
Let it be known that constant smoke of nature's embrace over my stay at University had dulled Dane Barbados Jr.'s hatred of humanity as a whole and made me, to my disgust, a much nicer gentleman. I attempted to give this strutting harlot a chance. Even going so far as to give her my bed, my shirt, my towel and my shampoo to put to use after she drunkenly projectile vomited all around my dormroom. I wish now that I hadn't.
Her most horrid character flaw was unrepentant Drama Queenery. Many a time would she enter into my room, where none cared for her, attempting to buy happiness with nature's embrace, only to end up sitting in the hallway kneeling outside my room crying. Or even better (or worse if you're of a womanly type) sitting in my closet crying.
She would talk the illest shit behind the backs of friend or foe alike and spread rumors of all color whether true or not. This is but a small sampling of her subhuman qualities.
Well you must imagine my surprise when the roommate keyed open Scorch's door and we heard the much disgused shrill, whiney, voice of our shared hate Marina proclaim from the general, darkness shrouded direction of Scorch's bed, "Is that Toooom?" ...no that is not exaggeration, she had the oft annoying habit of stretching out the syllables of names.
Upon realizing the creature that was in Scorch's bed the roommate and I turned and looked at each other with identical looks of shock, before, intrepid individual that I am, I flicked on the light getting a glimpse of Gahenna and shoved Tomas into the room, slamming the door shut and running back to my dormitory, giggling like a vapid schoolgirl.
Even then I knew that I would be laughing about this night for months to come.
I didn't know the half...
...to be concluded.
Now knowing Dane Barbados Jr. as you do you may think this hatred stemmed from the fact that she was below me. This is not true however. Many of the male faction hated her for her cock-teaserish ways whilst they tolerated her for her whorish ways. To illustrate, by University's end this girl had been romantically attatched to all but two of the males in our wide group, that's about 8 different gentleman, all in the same loosely affiliated group of friends. Whorish.
Let it be known that constant smoke of nature's embrace over my stay at University had dulled Dane Barbados Jr.'s hatred of humanity as a whole and made me, to my disgust, a much nicer gentleman. I attempted to give this strutting harlot a chance. Even going so far as to give her my bed, my shirt, my towel and my shampoo to put to use after she drunkenly projectile vomited all around my dormroom. I wish now that I hadn't.
Her most horrid character flaw was unrepentant Drama Queenery. Many a time would she enter into my room, where none cared for her, attempting to buy happiness with nature's embrace, only to end up sitting in the hallway kneeling outside my room crying. Or even better (or worse if you're of a womanly type) sitting in my closet crying.
She would talk the illest shit behind the backs of friend or foe alike and spread rumors of all color whether true or not. This is but a small sampling of her subhuman qualities.
Well you must imagine my surprise when the roommate keyed open Scorch's door and we heard the much disgused shrill, whiney, voice of our shared hate Marina proclaim from the general, darkness shrouded direction of Scorch's bed, "Is that Toooom?" ...no that is not exaggeration, she had the oft annoying habit of stretching out the syllables of names.
Upon realizing the creature that was in Scorch's bed the roommate and I turned and looked at each other with identical looks of shock, before, intrepid individual that I am, I flicked on the light getting a glimpse of Gahenna and shoved Tomas into the room, slamming the door shut and running back to my dormitory, giggling like a vapid schoolgirl.
Even then I knew that I would be laughing about this night for months to come.
I didn't know the half...
...to be concluded.
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