I done goofed

Oh, and....
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Combine partying and dealing with professors that want to tell you how smart they are and how stupid you are.....yep.

In my freshman year, I was older than all of my 100 level courses' GAs. I had my FTN beard and haircut and basically looked/dressed like a Hell's Angel. They were buffaloed, especially my political science GA when I told him in front of the class I could sleep with him for an A. He damned near freaked out because it may not have sounded like an option.
 
In my freshman year, I was older than all of my 100 level courses' GAs. I had my FTN beard and haircut and basically looked/dressed like a Hell's Angel. They were buffaloed, especially my political science GA when I told him in front of the class I could sleep with him for an A. He damned near freaked out because it may not have sounded like an option.
Between my mom, her best friend, and my aunt, there is about 150 years combined in the school system.

I can identify a good teacher like I can a mature buck and gave several of the shits what for.
 
In my freshman year, I was older than all of my 100 level courses' GAs. I had my FTN beard and haircut and basically looked/dressed like a Hell's Angel. They were buffaloed, especially my political science GA when I told him in front of the class I could sleep with him for an A. He damned near freaked out because it may not have sounded like an option.

I'm slightly aroused by this hahaha
 
Combine partying and dealing with professors that want to tell you how smart they are and how stupid you are.....yep.

I was an Ag grad so thankfully outside of stupid pre-reqs I didn't have to deal with the "smarty pants" liberal arts folks much.

My advisor was a pot smoking hippy and my favorite professor was also a full time rancher and they were so apolitical that it made life nice.

Give us cow humping schools all the shit you guys want BUT when it's gets down to it, I never had to deal with the craziness we hear about at universities.
 
I was an Ag grad so thankfully outside of stupid pre-reqs I didn't have to deal with the "smarty pants" liberal arts folks much.

My advisor was a pot smoking hippy and my favorite professor was also a full time rancher and they were so apolitical that it made life nice.

Give us cow humping schools all the shit you guys want BUT when it's gets down to it, I never had to deal with the craziness we hear about at universities.

You'll never hear or see it typed from me (cow humping), and I was also talking about dual enrolled classes in high school.

Hog and sheep humping are another story, and that whole orange thing. 😉
 
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Come on, man.
 
I was an Ag grad so thankfully outside of stupid pre-reqs I didn't have to deal with the "smarty pants" liberal arts folks much.

My advisor was a pot smoking hippy and my favorite professor was also a full time rancher and they were so apolitical that it made life nice.

Give us cow humping schools all the shit you guys want BUT when it's gets down to it, I never had to deal with the craziness we hear about at universities.

I went to college through VocRehab with the VA. I was a 25 year old freshman, been around the world and had my career ended due to injury. I really didn't want to be there and knew how it was going to turn out, but WTH I wasn't busy that day … I owned a good car and my own place but it was about an hour's drive to the Alabama campus. It turns out that there were a lot of 18 year old women away from home for the first time and there I was able to buy alcohol and always had pot. I easily made the first 45-50 minute drive every day but once I got to the apartment areas for these girls … lets just say the last 10-15 minutes of the drive were iffy.

If any of the Bama alums remember the old Chemistry classes … they were remodeled in the early 90s IIRC … it was like an amphitheater and I came in from the floor level to go to my seat. I was normally half drunk/hungover and reeked of some really good hydroponic skunk. The first time I went to class, I staggered in and found a seat about halfway up. I must have appeared like a Manson-Chong hybrid. Three guys that were one row in front of me whispered to each other then got up and left. Not moved, but left the classroom. Right afterwards, two guys and a couple of gals moved right in and started a conservation. That was my study group. We did not do well for some reason.
 
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