Congarts Johnathan.

I can be your best man and sing encomiums in praise of your collective football knowledge.


/this is random, but I could really go for some boardwalk fries all of a sudden



This post was edited by Terps on Mar 12 2015 01:18am

Had some when I was in deleware last year

You can't have carbohydrates because it will upset your diabeetus, giving you Madmartigan-toe.

I had low blood sugar and I swam for like 2 hours beforehand

Water was a little rough but I guess it was early October

Also city I was in was a ghost town I saw about 20 people total

Birth certificate reads "John" … swirv. And the best man spot is reserved for either Mangina, Kazium or Santora. Probably more. I am smitten by most of you guys. #nohomo

Well my Birth Cert says just "Rick," so if you ever feel ashamed of your simple, abbreviated, monosyllabic name, then I know your pain.

/I already decided that I'm going to go by Rick James [last name] when I go to UMD. Not sure if I want to establish a nickname though

This post was edited by Terps on Mar 12 2015 01:37am

Big dick rick

I think the most depressing thing was when I found out that my name was a synonym for the toilet. I was in grade school and was bummed out for a while. Now I find it punny

In Spanish 101 as a freshman in HS, the teacher would call me Ricky-Rick (she was really hot too, but anyway).
Then these other kids who were older than me started calling me Rick-Rick with a little dick. It sucked, but I respected them because they were cool and older than me. The one kid wore a leather jacket.
As soon as they were introduced to the word "small," they started calling me "Muy Pequenia." It was funny in retrospect, but I wasn't crazy about it at the time. I didn't let it get to me though.

I expected this story to contain a snipet about peaches in heavy syrup at some point