Why do you care so much about what people think about Hootie? It's like you're his personal white knight.

I was cheering for a papercut then.

here you go Phil...this is for you. This is me breaking a plate over my roommate's head 4 years ago.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=seJdOUv5TR4

Yeah, had he impaled his foot with a nice three or four by one inch piece of sharp wood, then yes, I would have laughed. Instead, Hootie, this video fits well with the Darwin award videos. This just "happened" to you a year ago? Your life won't seem so funny to you at some point.

Hootie did mention that his dad lives in Kansas....... :hmmm:

boxers, socks and boxing gloves

just another day in the life

That was kinda fun. I can dig inflicting pain on one another. A buddy of mine and I used to hit golf wiffle balls at one another at 10'. The welts were epic.

again, not funny. Moronic. Keep em coming Darwootie.

Yeah.

Here is a funny story about the "stop girl" aka my ex.

So about a week after the table incident...her parents were coming down for a "game day" (Illini football...no one cares so you just wake up at 8 AM and start getting ****ed up)

All of her friends were like "so Megan...how do you feel about your parents meeting Rick?"

Of course she was concerned. I'm me.

So uh...yeah. By about 10 AM...I was already 5 car bombs deep. I had already been kicked out of a bar.

So about 3 PM I meet her parents. Things go really well. Kind of. Her last boyfriend was a mute around the parents so they appreciated me actually talking to them and being somewhat personable.

6 PM.

Wasted. I'm so drunk...we're basically both passed out on her couch...and legend goes...somehow I had a bloody nose. I have no idea why. So I'm sitting on her couch, picking 'bloody boogars' out of my nose...and wiping them on her arm.

In front of her parents.

anyone care to guess why I'm always single?

I have a lot of fun Megan stories. She put up with a lot of shenanigans. We're still quite fond of one another.

The potential for blood and injury does make it slightly more interesting.

Maybe because it gets old reading thread after thread of you nipping at his heels.

Next day my brother-in-law comes to pick us up (the dude I smashed the plate over is the brother of my brother-in-law)...

he knocks and enters with my then 1 year old nephew...

and I'm like...nooooooooo

and he's like what?

and I'm like don't let him walk in here...there is glass EVERYWHERE

he's like why?

I'm like...don't ask.

Sister and brother-in-law were not amused that I was breaking large plates over his head...

Of course...this is the same guy we told that if you spin a dime around in a glass bottle it'll break over your head really easily...so he tried. And fail ensued.

sister and bro-in-law were pissed

were like...

what if he had died?

to which I had no answer

oh p.s.

"stop girl" and I stopped dating when she figured out I had accidentally made out with her roommate

it was a regrettable mistake

I would like to break a plate over the hoot's head. I have a very good plate in mind too.