![]() The one thing our home was lacking in was a dining room table and chairs. ![]() So myself and a couple of mates from the dorm teamed up and entered on our first year of bachelorhood, it was a culinary delight (that's a joke son, it was a year of mad scientist experimentation with food, we discovered that no, tabasco sauce actually doesn't go with everything) Parties, 2nd hand sofas, tv, refigerators et.al. My first year at uni was spent in a dormitory, of course there were a hell of a lot of shenagins going on there too, but we still had a warden watching our every move and RA's (resident assistants, the dorm's equivalant of the army's newly appointed sargents). Seriously, it was a year full of drunkeness and debauchery, probably the most of my entire life.wait, no, South Korea was worse.Īnywhoo, it really was the first year of freedom. ![]() One of many tales that occured, but one of only a few I can actually remember. Here is a tale from my second year of Uni.
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