http://jprice.org/2007/09/28/roadtrip-stories/ The exploits of Sandra, Jason and Samantha, trying to find their way through the world. Sun, 15 Jan 2012 20:00:21 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 http://jprice.org/2007/09/28/roadtrip-stories/comment-page-1/#comment-13 blog-o-fest Tue, 02 Oct 2007 15:33:02 +0000 http://nampaz.com/blog/archives/48#comment-13 I can’t believe I had to register just to freakin’ comment on this. Are you trying to build your own Nampaz-tastic blog empire? If you are, I think you should require that all blog titles begin with Blog-O-. That could be your hook. As you can see I'm already on board with the regime. So anyway... to the comment! This one time one of your fraternity bro's (who shall remain nameless to protect the ambiguously innocent) and I (the very, very guilty) were strolling through campus in the middle of the night (only slightly drunk on that tequila beer that was mildly popular in the late 90's. what was that stuff called? Tequiza! We were down in the green space behind Jr.'s when we encounter a free range, unchained, flat bed dolly (like the kind at home depot). At the time this seemed like the most wonderful and irresistible play thing to have ever existed. So of course we begin riding it around like 5 year olds would. This lasts about 30-45 minutes. After the frolicking is done we are just sitting on the dolly chatting when no less than 4 Ga Tech cop cars come screaming toward up with sirens blaring. They surround us and jump out of their cars and start yelling at us. They were *really* mad. We explained that we merely found this thing and we promised we didn't steel it. After all of the pageantry of the 4 police cars with the sirens and the yelling and everything they said. "okay. Go put it back." and then they left. We were like... wtf? The tension level went from Code-Red-Tazer-Level to Move-It-Along-Nothing-To-See-Here in less than two seconds. And that's the closest I ever came to getting arrested. I'm a menace to society. I can’t believe I had to register just to freakin’ comment on this. Are you trying to build your own Nampaz-tastic blog empire? If you are, I think you should require that all blog titles begin with Blog-O-. That could be your hook. As you can see I’m already on board with the regime.
So anyway… to the comment!
This one time one of your fraternity bro’s (who shall remain nameless to protect the ambiguously innocent) and I (the very, very guilty) were strolling through campus in the middle of the night (only slightly drunk on that tequila beer that was mildly popular in the late 90′s. what was that stuff called? Tequiza!
We were down in the green space behind Jr.’s when we encounter a free range, unchained, flat bed dolly (like the kind at home depot). At the time this seemed like the most wonderful and irresistible play thing to have ever existed.
So of course we begin riding it around like 5 year olds would. This lasts about 30-45 minutes. After the frolicking is done we are just sitting on the dolly chatting when no less than 4 Ga Tech cop cars come screaming toward up with sirens blaring. They surround us and jump out of their cars and start yelling at us.
They were *really* mad. We explained that we merely found this thing and we promised we didn’t steel it.
After all of the pageantry of the 4 police cars with the sirens and the yelling and everything they said. “okay. Go put it back.” and then they left.
We were like… wtf? The tension level went from Code-Red-Tazer-Level to Move-It-Along-Nothing-To-See-Here in less than two seconds.
And that’s the closest I ever came to getting arrested.
I’m a menace to society.

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