I can still remember it like it was yesterday. I was sauntering back from the bathroom, drink in hand, both roommates just a few steps away. The clock struck 1:50 a.m. and that supernatural life-changing event happened.
I spent the first 15 years of my life living just outside of Boston, MA, which in effect, makes me a northerner.
Have you ever dreamt you were a hobbit? Psh, yeah, me neither! But for the sake of me making a point, let’s imagine for a minute we were hobbits. How awesome would it be if consuming seven meals a day was considered a socially acceptable diet? Pretty awesome.
So a friend recommended this new local spot to me, called “The Frat.”
I consider myself a highly competitive individual, especially at games I know I’m good at. In the past, I may or may not have threatened the lives of both my brothers while playing Mario Kart — but it was justified, they totally cheat.
