I've said that there isn't a straight bone in my body, but there must be a straight gland or molar hiding somewhere. I was offered the opportunity to ride a Zamboni* last night, and I reacted like a four year old at Christmas.
It was so cool. Of course, when I was actually riding the Zamboni, I felt like Miss America on her float, which goes to show that the gay parts of me were all about it, too.
Sitting up there with
neblina456 and kmaust, with annienialle and rugbynut2 cheering us from the sidelines was one of the greatest times of college. Too bad mister_biv, curlycutie, and scurtigirl1 decided to stay at karaoke instead of coming with us. **
* For those who don't live in parts of the world where ice sports are worshipped, a Zamboni is the machine they use to groom the ice.
**non lj-people were involved in both activities, but since this is LJ, they shall go unnamed.
It was so cool. Of course, when I was actually riding the Zamboni, I felt like Miss America on her float, which goes to show that the gay parts of me were all about it, too.
Sitting up there with
neblina456 and kmaust, with annienialle and rugbynut2 cheering us from the sidelines was one of the greatest times of college. Too bad mister_biv, curlycutie, and scurtigirl1 decided to stay at karaoke instead of coming with us. *** For those who don't live in parts of the world where ice sports are worshipped, a Zamboni is the machine they use to groom the ice.
**non lj-people were involved in both activities, but since this is LJ, they shall go unnamed.
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I wanna drive the Zamboni. *cries*
"I'm drunk"
"Naw...."
"I'm not bullshittin' ya. Got stinkin' shitfaced on the bus, Louise left me, and that sonuvabitch over there keeps playin' me when he knows I'm shitfaced."
"Geez, I'm really sorry..."
"Anybody throws me against the boards, I'm gonna piss all over myself."
-Slapshot
We really need to plan this karaoke stuff out more, so I know that I shouldn't be picking up late night desk shifts.