In our college kitchen we had an ice machine. It made small cubed ice, which was perfect for making ice balls (an ice ball is like a snow ball just ten times harder). So Scott and I would make an army of ice balls and then declare war on each other.
It has been a few years since our crazy college days. In college I remember each evening Scott would brush his hair 100 times because he said it stimulated his hair follicles and his hair would grow faster and longer. Today Scott shaves his head and his go-tee is two feet long. So it looks like Scott still brushes his hair nightly.
In college I liked to wear loud bright clashing colors. I still have that flannel and I still have that goofy stocking cap. And those baggy green pants eventually got turned into a pair of shorts. And today I live vicariously through my magical yellow rubber duck.
