This is why we love college...

So it's Tuesday night, around 11.  Most people are probably doin some last minute homework, hangin out,  maybe getting ready for bed.  

But not the wonderful people of Piper.

We were about to go to bed when these girls came running down the hallway, knocking on everybody's doors, yelling "Dance party in the basement!"

What???

My roommate and I were literally in bed, almost asleep, when some of our friends knocked on our door and convinced us to go.  So we went to a pajama rave in the basement of our dorm.  It was kinda lame actually, there was only like 20 people there, but they did play "On a Boat" ("I got my swim trunks, and my flippy floppies!")  Epic.

That's not the awesome part.

The awesome part is as we were leaving, we met Brodie and Chris.  Brodie was hilarious, mostly because his voice is like 8 octaves deeper than the average person's, ala Eric Mooring for those of you that know him, but more animated.  Picture Yogi Bear as a tall, redheaded, 20 year old.  Chris...I'm like 90% sure he was high, his eyes were super red and he tried to get me to waltz with him in the hallway.

They then tried to explain to us that dances sucked because girls apparently only want to dance with other girls, complete with illustrations on some random person's markerboard.  (All the rooms in the dorms have markerboards on the outside of the door). 

It was probably one of those "You had to be there" moments, but it was the funniest thing ever. 

We also found out that one of them lives right above us, and that his roommate sleeps with a clock radio that keeps falling off the bed.  The mystery of the mysterious thumps every night is solved!

Quote of the Day: "Your rug looks like you killed a Dr. Seuss character.  Or a heffalump."