As I looked at it I can’t even think, 1-where the picture was taken, 2-who these people are in the picture, and 3- why I am standing over these people with kitchen utensils in my hands.
I didn’t do drugs or drink alcohol in college, so how is it I can’t remember anything about this event. And by the looks of this picture, this is such an amazing, fantastic, and disturbing event that I am positive I would have remembered it.
It begs the question why are all these people’s bums wet and why do they seem strangely proud about it?
And why is my bum not in the air with all these people, who I can only assume were my friends?
Did the kitchen utensils have some twisted part to play into why the people have wet bums?
And lastly, and more importantly, why is there a broom stuck in the window?
I wish I had more answers friends, but every time I look at this picture more questions arise.
I swear someone must have super imposed me into this picture because I am not one of those people who do things like this.
I guess we can just chalk it up as another great mystery of life. Much like the mystery as to why Charlie Sheen is still allowed on TV, when he can't act and really isn't very funny. I guess we may never know.