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Shiny_Surface":5e333 said:
That picture of Hitler on the wall is hilarious
dude that era in socal and time in my life was just indescribeable
beyond just the chicks, which is another story...here are some mental snapshots
-seeing every guitar hero imagineable in tiny clubs and hanging with them afterwards
-spitting cloud of beer on my indian roomate's brother's face in an attempt to hold it in when he stuttered wildly, complete with extreme facial tics, as he tried to shake my hand and introduce himself
-cooking designer shoes in microwaves when orange county chicks get out of control, and then making them roll to the store for more beer and sending them to score dirt weed from the barrio boys in sleeping bags
-vodka soaked watermelons and snakes in swimming pools,
-pulling method airs on a skateboard ramp in a carpeted livingroom, then dragging ramp outside and jumping over cars and stolen washing machines, and pouring gas on the ramp and ground and skating through 6 foot walls of fire----wasted
-roomate drunkenly spilling, then stumbling facefirst into barrels of bacon grease behind local eatery,
-3 day keg parties where your entire apartment building is drunk, and spinning single doobs made from an entire pack of orange zigzags, leaving a wake of bodies twitching in the glow of a static TV
-tossing TVs and furniture off the 3rd floor during finals, and finding resident drug dealer hiding on his closet shelf fetal position after eating half a sheet of window pane because ronald mcdonald told him the FBI was closing in during a TV commercial
-scoring breadbags of shrooms from sketchy toothless transient carnies that turn out to be your common garden variety,
-waking up in a puddle of mud in broad daylight frying on valium from last night,
-giving hitchikers rides in the back of a truck with a shell,
and then driving 50 over speedbumps in a parking lot and tossing burning socks through the sliding window at them,
-mixing hash oil, HBs, and peruvian marching powder in a bowl made from a nerd's tuba mouthpiece and faucet screen, and taking bucket rips, before rolling a 6'er of brew on the way to motley crue and aerosmith at the forum
-watching dokken underlock and key on microdot, desperados taking dumps in the urinals, and pulling amps into the courtyard at our apartment at 2 in the morning to play star spangled banner cranked
It was the Furman PQ-3- Lexicon 
