Hey! I was bored and thinking about the mixer coming up this Friday at my school, Calvert Hall, and I thought about something that happened to a friend of mine from school and myself. First, I go to an all boys school, so we have mixers every month, and they're amazing. The gym, which is pretty big, is completely filled with a giant mosh pit. The ratio of guys to girls is something like 1:7. I'm not kidding, the place is packed. The mixer goes from 7:30 to 11:00, so it's pretty long. So my friend and I were dancing, (not with each other! ;P), but we were about to leave, as it was 11:00 and, as the last song started these girls we knew started talking to us as we walked out. There was a long line to get out and my friend leaned against the wall of the gym. The wall was covered in sweat, it was literally dripping off of the wall, so of course he slipped. He fell over and tripped one of the girls we were talking to, who tripped me. This domino effect continued until our whole group was on the floor. We were dying from laughing, and of course I forgot about the sweaty wall and tried to use it to get up... and slipped. We managed to get out of the building and we left, but we're still laughing at it. Peter - Feel free to try to top my story ;P

I killed a man in Reno just to watch him die.

honestly, I laughed waaay harder at programmer's story.

"Killing" your victim is overrated. Try torture. Afterward, they'll accept death but you won't give it to them!

Now it's just creepy.

I don't think "sweat literally dripping off the walls" is a mental image I'll soon forget.

EDIT: I'll better save this to myself and to the people who witnessed it...

[Edited by - owl on March 11, 2009 10:10:14 PM]

Maybe this was one of the things that you have to be there to think it was funny,
Sorry,

Peter

Your just bragging because you got to talk to a Real Life Girl(tm).

Quote: Original post by Ainokea
Your just bragging because you got to talk to a Real Life Girl(tm).

Jealous?