fan_from_texas;1347426 wrote:Four other attractive females show up to hang out, but they're swamped by guys chanting "Tits or GTFO." Unsurprisingly, the females leave. ETB follows them to the parking lot, only to be confronted with 8 posters all trying to white knight and get in. All plans on all sides fail.
Sleeper does a quick poll and realizes he's one of only three B1G grads at the party, and that he's been talking to and mingling with unqualified people all night. He runs to the restroom to try to wash the MAC-ness off his hands. As he leaves the restroom, he directs the restroom attendant (an SEC grad) to pick up the quarter belly left for him in the urinal.
With all the shenanigans that went on, six different posters send FFT PMs asking for legal advice. He responds in a cut-and-pasted longwinded message that says something to the effect of "I am a lawyer, but I'm not your lawyer, and I don't know the law in your jurisdiction, and by the way, don't go to law school, and by the way, I'm rich." Manhattan chimes in six hours late from Singapore to agree.
As people file out, they notice a drunk thavoice complaining about his wife to the jukebox, which he erroneously believes cares.
HOF post!