
Chicago Inner Circle (CIC)
It's 2:20 am and Im glad no one is here
I'm laughing $$$$$$$$OOOO hard right now
I'm laughing $$$$$$$$OOOO hard right now
Last edited by Zeke on 15 Dec 2006 00:21, edited 1 time in total.
Zeke
Funny movie titles if the movie were about poop:
Red
Fast & the Furious
The Green Mile
Children of the Corn
There Will be Blood
Funny movie titles if the movie were about poop:
Red
Fast & the Furious
The Green Mile
Children of the Corn
There Will be Blood
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CIC Memories: 4th of July 2004
We had just finished up a Sunday session. Tom suggested that we BBQ and set off some fireworks he had left over from the previous year. Reile had the brilliant idea of upgrading it to a rooftop BBQ/ Fireworks session. Tim's family owns a 3 story apartment building. Access to the roof was a 3 foot wide square hatch in the enclosed back porch about 12 feet high. We had an inconvenianlty short step ladder which reached a little more than half way up. That meant that we had to grab on to the edges and pull ourselves up the rest of the way. Not the easiest thing to do specially since the ladder was dangerously unstable (where the fuck did we get that damn thing?) and once off the ladder there really weren't any places to place your feet to help you along. I clearly remember hearing, "Oh my god!" when +!lVlandMaria first saw it followed by quite a bit of giggling.
Tom and I each managed to struggle our way up through the portal and to the rooftop. Reile let Emily and +!lVlandMaria go up next so he could pass up more supplies for our little late night flesh scorching light show. Emily scrambled up the ladder easily enough but asked for help to get her the rest of the way through the hatch. She got a secure grip on the edges and prepared to go while I stood directly over her and the opening with a foot firmly planted on either side. The plan was for me to bend down into the hatch, grab her under the arms, straighten out and basically deadlift her up onto the roof. Simple enough, right?
One teeny tiny slight problem. Well, more than one. We were kinda facing each other and I exerted way more energy than I needed to aaaaaaaaaaannnnnd I was sans shirt and sweaty. Still not making any sense? Ok to put it plainly, I literally yanked her off her feet and buried her face directly into my sweaty, nasty armpit! There may have been a squishy noise but there was definately some grossed out reactions by those that had seen it. I honestly don't know who was more shocked, me or her. I think I managed a few apologies inbetween the fits of sidesplitting laughter. It was probably one of the more embarrasingly stupid things I've ever done but Emily was about as tactful and as tolerant as anyone could be given the situation. Imagine getting rugburn by an armpit in front of your friends and keeping your cool the whole time.
I'd like to think of myself as a quick learner and got it right when I helped +!lVlandMaria. We both faced the same direction as I lifted and got her up safely withough any complications. I often wonder if it would have been any funnier had I exfoliated her mug instead. Maybe, but the rest of that night would have surely sucked!
We had just finished up a Sunday session. Tom suggested that we BBQ and set off some fireworks he had left over from the previous year. Reile had the brilliant idea of upgrading it to a rooftop BBQ/ Fireworks session. Tim's family owns a 3 story apartment building. Access to the roof was a 3 foot wide square hatch in the enclosed back porch about 12 feet high. We had an inconvenianlty short step ladder which reached a little more than half way up. That meant that we had to grab on to the edges and pull ourselves up the rest of the way. Not the easiest thing to do specially since the ladder was dangerously unstable (where the fuck did we get that damn thing?) and once off the ladder there really weren't any places to place your feet to help you along. I clearly remember hearing, "Oh my god!" when +!lVlandMaria first saw it followed by quite a bit of giggling.
Tom and I each managed to struggle our way up through the portal and to the rooftop. Reile let Emily and +!lVlandMaria go up next so he could pass up more supplies for our little late night flesh scorching light show. Emily scrambled up the ladder easily enough but asked for help to get her the rest of the way through the hatch. She got a secure grip on the edges and prepared to go while I stood directly over her and the opening with a foot firmly planted on either side. The plan was for me to bend down into the hatch, grab her under the arms, straighten out and basically deadlift her up onto the roof. Simple enough, right?
One teeny tiny slight problem. Well, more than one. We were kinda facing each other and I exerted way more energy than I needed to aaaaaaaaaaannnnnd I was sans shirt and sweaty. Still not making any sense? Ok to put it plainly, I literally yanked her off her feet and buried her face directly into my sweaty, nasty armpit! There may have been a squishy noise but there was definately some grossed out reactions by those that had seen it. I honestly don't know who was more shocked, me or her. I think I managed a few apologies inbetween the fits of sidesplitting laughter. It was probably one of the more embarrasingly stupid things I've ever done but Emily was about as tactful and as tolerant as anyone could be given the situation. Imagine getting rugburn by an armpit in front of your friends and keeping your cool the whole time.
I'd like to think of myself as a quick learner and got it right when I helped +!lVlandMaria. We both faced the same direction as I lifted and got her up safely withough any complications. I often wonder if it would have been any funnier had I exfoliated her mug instead. Maybe, but the rest of that night would have surely sucked!
Zeke
Funny movie titles if the movie were about poop:
Red
Fast & the Furious
The Green Mile
Children of the Corn
There Will be Blood
Funny movie titles if the movie were about poop:
Red
Fast & the Furious
The Green Mile
Children of the Corn
There Will be Blood
