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Classic Post: Pranking the Prankster

As we were walking back toward the dorm past the belltower, we were feeling much better after a breath of fresh air. I noticed a stiff crow lying on the ground. I kicked it at MKW, who squirmed like a little girl. I laughed and we went inside to watch The Simpsons.

A half hour later I was thinking about the dead crow and all the things we could do with it.

I was amazed at MKW’s drunken ingenuity, but after thinking about it, I decided no matter how good of friends Barry and I were, he’d surely murder our asses if we did that to him. Barry doesn’t like to be the butt of jokes.

A Poop Story

Shortly after walking into the store, I felt the familiar first gurgle in my stomach that would imply that mudbutt was imminent. The gurgle had that low pitched “bloop” feeling like when they first change the five-gallon container on the water cooler. I clenched my butt-cheeks together, foolishly ignoring the churning sensation in my gut and proceeded to the back of the store to begin grocery shopping.