This previous Saturday was quite the day. It was 4/20, a day that allows you to and even celebrates when you completely confuse what is inside and what is outside. Shock Your Mom happened and the insanity that is expected to accompany it, did. So, to commemorate the joy that was this last Saturday, we decided to ask our rambunctious Thrill staff for their weekend anecdotes and emotions so that we could share them with all of you. Try and guess who said what.
I never left the dorm; not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.
The rugby team attended shock your mom as juggalos. Juggalos.
Not wanting to reveal too much too soon, I kept it real at our pre-game in a Popeye snuggie, alternating between sips of champagne straight from the bottle and loud declarations of “GUYS. I just want to dance.” Sorry in advance, Mom.
A 4-20 Haiku:
but 3 am pizza is