One day Scott and I had a difficult cleaning project in the college kitchen. We thought if we mixed all the chemicals we could create a super cleaning solution. What we created was a toxic cloud and had to evacuate the kitchen.
Domino's Pizza had a promotion with our college. On every pizza box was a Domino's Dot and ten Dots earned one free pizza. Most of the freshman did not know about the "dots" promotion, so pizza boxes were discarded with the dots still on them. Scott and I would go dumpster diving looking for Domino's Dots. I don't think Scott and I paid for a pizza our junior year.
There was this really big hill at our college. One day I had the idea of both of us trying to go down the hill together. So we sat on our skateboards, facing each other, and locked our legs. Everything started out good, but something was slowly going terribly wrong. Scott had bigger skateboard wheels than me, so he was rolling faster, which made us pull to the right. At the bottom of the hill was a large roll-off dumpster. About ten feet before we were going hit he dumpster I decided to break away from Scott. I manage to avoid the dumpster, but Scott was not able to dodge it and hit it straight on. Scott told me everything "faded to black." I felt bad for Scott on this one.
