Milk sure does do a body good.
Ok. This is a story about something that happened to me at school. A few people have been asking about it over AOL IM and its pretty long so I figured I'd just through it on here. And for you too Brit ;) So here it goes...
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Back on our freshman orientation day, all of the freshman were split up according to their intended major. Mine being business its pretty self-explanitory that I ended up with other business majors in the business building (honestly who woulda guessed?) After a lot of yada-yada from our group leader she made us all do an "ice-breaker." This one kind from Da Forest (yeah that's right Da Forest, pretty ghetto huh?) said that as long as it wasn't as bad as the one he had to do when he took a tour of this farm in Wisconsin. Naturally the group leader asked what he had to do and he said they sang this stupid song about milk and did some other things. Of course she asked about the other bad things and he said they had to milk each others fingers. I was like whoa fuck this, I ain't milkin' shit! But after we all had a good laugh it was time for the "ice-breaker." What we had to do was say our name and something that we were a "freshman" at. (aka something we had never done before) And then someone else who was a freshman at what you said would come down and do the same. (like an endless circle of death!) So about half way through I was just like fuck it...the next person who goes up there, I'm going up. So then this girl goes up there and said she's a freshman at never having a boyfriend. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. I mean obviously I've never had a boyfriend before, but if I did go up there maybe people would think I was "interested." So I decided to strike my previous statement and wait it out a little more. I finally went up when this one guy said something about coffee. So whatever. But now I had to think of what I was a freshman at. So I paniced and said the first thing that came to my head which was...well damn it's getting late and I gotta go. See ya guys lata. j/k Anyway I said I was a freshman at that whole milking people's fingers thing. Which is true and all but damn why did I have to say that? Cause after we were done with the ice-breaker everyone wanted to do the fucking milking thing! (I have to admit, I was a little curious about it myself) And the guy finally agreed to "show us how it was done." So all of us had to get a partner. (mine was Danielle) And he started the song which goes..."Give me a long M. (everyone says M) Give me a short M (ditto) Don't give me no pop, no pop. Don't give me no tea, no tea. Just give me my milk." And then everyone proceeds to put their hands together so they look like udders and your partner milks you brand spankin new "udders." And the entire process is repeated until you finish spelling milk in the song. So there you have it guys. Its kind of hard to explain when I'm not in person so next time you guys see me you can ask me about it if you want. It was pretty crazy after that though 'cause then all the girls were running around screaming "Milk me. You can milk me. I'll let you milk me. And several other derogatory terms about milk. ...so yeah...there it is. Hope you enjoyed the story. And I'm sure there'll be plenty more where that came from ;)
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