From T.D.:
My parents are strict Muslims, so drinking was always looked down upon in my family. I took full advantage of being away from home my freshman year by doing some hardcore partying. One particular weekend, my friends and I did a power hour, and I ended up getting shit faced and blacking out. The next day, I get a call from my mom damning me to high heavens. Apparently, I had left her a voicemail saying how much I loved alcohol and how I was converting to Irish Catholic. I had to convince her that my friend had gotten ahold of my phone and made the call. She let it go, but I doubt she actually bought it.
Only in College…
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haha, alcohol always brings out the best of us, especially the truth
phew, at least she didn’t disown you
don’t feel bad, you’re just getting americanized
jack, that’s a pretty naive comment. just because he’s muslim doesnt mean he’s not american.
i think it’s almost impossible to not drink in college