Saturday, October 19, 2013


In case I ever forget that I live in a college town...


Tina said...

I've heard it totally ruins the paint. Gotta love a college town!

julie said...

I know, right? There was a great run of police reports in the paper a few years ago about a drunk dude who walked into a strange house one night, got naked, walked down the hall, and ran into a woman who lived there. She took one look at him and started screaming, waking up her male roommates, who chased him out of the house, but not before he stole some clothes. The police caught up to him a few blocks later, still stumbling drunk, but wearing Victoria's Secret yoga pants and hoodie.

That stuff happens here a LOT.


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