From Jim:
Last night, I woke up to a bunch of rumbling noise in the kitchen. When I walked into the kitchen, I saw my roommate pissing into the fridge with a Gatorade in his hand. Of course, he doesn’t remember a single thing the next morning. Let’s just say he is buying the roommates groceries next time, a lot of groceries. Oh, and our fridge smells like piss now.
Only in College…
what goes in must come out