I went to UMass Thursday-Sunday, and have decided to attempt to write this shit up. Here is part one:
Day 1:The 35 year old scotch
7:30: I arrive promptly at Chris's dorm. I notice the bottle of scotch on his shelf. It is very old.
Me "Hey man, we crackin that scotch this weekend."
Chris "Nah, I don't think so. I'm going to save it for
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