Rootball!
Last night I went with a close buddy of mine to the Root Bar, where I had a great time and spent a lot of money. I was active, but I was not profitable. I entered the East Coast Rootball Championship, spending twenty dollars on the entrance fee, losing two of two games, and having a great time.
Close Buddy and I got pretty drunk, listened to Steel String Theory, walked to Waffle House, ate, and went home. Close Buddy revealed that he and the rest of my friends loved me, which was heartwarming. Close Buddy also dishonored a UNC-Chapel Hill bus.
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