We got to champaigne a few days ago on sunday. I rode down in a car with Big Cat, Mils, and Gaythals and boy was it a great trip. We had three dudes packed to the brim in that car jamming out to the Beatles the whole way down. We got here just in time for the Bears vs Seahawks playoff game. Ive never seen such passion for such a complicated game. Its called football but that game is not played with your foot, but thats besides the point. The bears won and everyone in the town was all riled up because the bears play the packers in chicago next Sunday.
After a quick lift, us men rolled over to a local pub named Firehause for some dinner and drinks. We had a cute waitress who we thought for sure would care if we ordered beers and we were right. We all ordered Miller lights and she asked to see "an id." Lanter was the only one who was 21 in the group so he showed his id and the drinks were out a few minutes later. Its amazing how there is a law here that says people have to be 21 to drink, but not a single person follows that law. Even restaurants who could get shut down will give us alcohol.
We came back from firehause and started playing some drinking games. Kyle and I spent about 30 minutes creating our new drinking game that combines yatzee, quarters, circle of death and basketball. Its really complicated but lets just say 7 yatzees in a row and someone gets a blowjob.....(This city is crazy!!!) After some shots and games of beer mugs we headed off to another Pub called Kams.
Upon arrival to Kams it was instantly apparent this was the hot spot of the town. There was about a 20 min line, a 5 dollar cover charge, and it smelled like poop but there was a ton of people there we knew so it was easily worth it. I lucked out and was in line behind a drunken couple who spent forever getting out their money, so i just walked straight in without paying and no one stopped me.
After hanging out for a while, kyle started letting go the smelliest farts I have ever smelled in my life and everyone around us noticed (thats pretty bad if you can notice it in kams). Some girls walked by and blamed big cat for the farts even after we told them it was Kyle not him. O well I guess kyle is too good looking to fart.
We finally left kams and went home to hang out for a bit. Ya know just doing shananagans and stuff. Anyways. Big cat spent 3 hours running around drawing "I hate the gays" on everyone he could see. John Busch got the worst of it and ended up with a full face tatooo.
Overall it was a great night and its a bummer school has to start. College without class might be the greatest thing ever. And syllabus week is a close second.
See ya soon and remember, when you die, you will not go to heaven, you'll go champaign, Illinois.
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