It's like you wake up every morning in Hull hall and decide whether to play World of Warcraft all day or share your douchetastic-self with the interwebz msg board world. I wish it was the former.
One of my buddies texted me the other day bragging about how they might get Jeremiah. I texted back, while you're in the grove getting drunk before the game Jeremiah will be in the parking lot stealing your radio.