octal
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Yeah, I haven't posted in a while, but I just had to do this one.
At about 2:30 AM CST Mr. Tom gave me a call:
Tom: Hey, Jerry
Me: Hey, Tom...you're drunk!
Tom: Hahaha! Yeah. Guess where I am.
Me: Um...I don't know. Duluth?
Tom: No.
Me: Um...California?
Tom: No.
Me: England?
Tom: No, you were closer with the first.
Me: Um, St. Cloud?
Tom: Closer.
Me: Brainard?
Tom: Closer.
Me: Um...I don't know, St. John's University?
Tom: No, it's by St. Cloud. Think of something else that's up north.
Me: Hinkley?
Tom: YEAH!
Me: So what the hell are you doing in Hinkley?
Tom: Drinking. I'm...I don't know where I am.
Me: HAHAHA! Holy shit!
Tom: Yeah, a bunch of us came up here. I was trying to get ass from Brian's sister but it didn't work.
Me: Why not?
Tom: I don't fucking know!!!
Me: Is there anyone else up there?
Tom: Most of the other girls are really fat, or unattractive.
Me: Okay, want to know how to get a girl? Just go after the one with the lowest self-esteem.
Tom: I know, but I don't just want any ass, I want a nice ass that's fun.
Me: Fun ass is good, but you might as well go for the fat chicks anyways. Just use a jimmy hat.
Tom: I don't think so. So I'm just sitting here in a golf cart.
Me: HAHAHA! So you're sitting in a golf cart in Hinkley, drunk off your ass?
Tom: I was throwing smoke bombs at cars earlier.
Me: Where?
Tom: On the highway!
Me: Holy shit! That's awesome!
Tom: hahaha! Yeah, I don't know where I am.
Me: I thought you said you were in Hinkley.
Tom: Yeah, but I don't know where.
Me: So you just wandered out there?
Tom: No, a bunch of us drove up here. We went to the casino, but I didn't want to take out any money to gamble. That'd be too much work.
Me: Where are you staying?
Tom: At some chalet place. Have you heard of it?
Me: No, where is it?
Tom: It's actually a bunch of mobile homes converted into hotel rooms.
Me: Why did you wander away?
Tom: I was drunk. I don't know. I'm going to walk back.
***He gets back***
Tom: Hmm...19. Ah, 20! This is my place.
Me: You should go inside.
Tom: No, there're probably too many people inside fucking.
Me: You should walk in and ask to join in.
Tom: No, I don't want pity sex.
Me: You'd at least be getting action!
Tom: GOD DAMMIT! I want some ass!
Me: Go in a get some!
Tom: No. I'm going to go inside.
Me: Excellent.
Tom: Huh, there's nobody in here. I'm going to lay down.
Me: So where is everyone?
Tom: I don't know. Man, I'm tired.
Me: You should go to sleep!
Tom: No, you know when you're so drunk that you're tired, but you don't want to sleep?
Me: Yeah
Tom: Well that's how I am right now.
Me: But you'll feel better when you wake up
Tom: Oh, I'm not feeling sick. I'm just fucked up and tired.
Me: You should go find some other people.
Tom: Hmm...they might be in the other rooms.
Me: How many rooms did you guys get?
Tom: 3
Me: Shit, how many people do you have?
Tom: About 15 of us drove up here.
Me: Holy shit. Dude, go see if anyone's around.
Tom: Okay...
***walks to another chalet***
Tom: Hey, Nick is here! Hi Nick! [puts nick on the phone}
Nick: Hey.
Tom [in background]: It's Jerry
Nick: Hey Jerry
Me: Hey Nick. What's up?
Nick: oh, we're just drinking.
***blablabla***
Tom: yeah, so Nick is here with Beth.
Me: I have no clue who Beth is!
Tom: yeah...
***
at this point I kind of trailed off since I was tired and my cell kept bugging out. I left out a bunch because it was hard to remember everything and all of Tom's drunken ranting about boobs and smoke bombs. so Tom and I are going to get drunk this week, walk around the U of MN campus and then write about it here. hopefully it'll be much more interesting.
At about 2:30 AM CST Mr. Tom gave me a call:
Tom: Hey, Jerry
Me: Hey, Tom...you're drunk!
Tom: Hahaha! Yeah. Guess where I am.
Me: Um...I don't know. Duluth?
Tom: No.
Me: Um...California?
Tom: No.
Me: England?
Tom: No, you were closer with the first.
Me: Um, St. Cloud?
Tom: Closer.
Me: Brainard?
Tom: Closer.
Me: Um...I don't know, St. John's University?
Tom: No, it's by St. Cloud. Think of something else that's up north.
Me: Hinkley?
Tom: YEAH!
Me: So what the hell are you doing in Hinkley?
Tom: Drinking. I'm...I don't know where I am.
Me: HAHAHA! Holy shit!
Tom: Yeah, a bunch of us came up here. I was trying to get ass from Brian's sister but it didn't work.
Me: Why not?
Tom: I don't fucking know!!!
Me: Is there anyone else up there?
Tom: Most of the other girls are really fat, or unattractive.
Me: Okay, want to know how to get a girl? Just go after the one with the lowest self-esteem.
Tom: I know, but I don't just want any ass, I want a nice ass that's fun.
Me: Fun ass is good, but you might as well go for the fat chicks anyways. Just use a jimmy hat.
Tom: I don't think so. So I'm just sitting here in a golf cart.
Me: HAHAHA! So you're sitting in a golf cart in Hinkley, drunk off your ass?
Tom: I was throwing smoke bombs at cars earlier.
Me: Where?
Tom: On the highway!
Me: Holy shit! That's awesome!
Tom: hahaha! Yeah, I don't know where I am.
Me: I thought you said you were in Hinkley.
Tom: Yeah, but I don't know where.
Me: So you just wandered out there?
Tom: No, a bunch of us drove up here. We went to the casino, but I didn't want to take out any money to gamble. That'd be too much work.
Me: Where are you staying?
Tom: At some chalet place. Have you heard of it?
Me: No, where is it?
Tom: It's actually a bunch of mobile homes converted into hotel rooms.
Me: Why did you wander away?
Tom: I was drunk. I don't know. I'm going to walk back.
***He gets back***
Tom: Hmm...19. Ah, 20! This is my place.
Me: You should go inside.
Tom: No, there're probably too many people inside fucking.
Me: You should walk in and ask to join in.
Tom: No, I don't want pity sex.
Me: You'd at least be getting action!
Tom: GOD DAMMIT! I want some ass!
Me: Go in a get some!
Tom: No. I'm going to go inside.
Me: Excellent.
Tom: Huh, there's nobody in here. I'm going to lay down.
Me: So where is everyone?
Tom: I don't know. Man, I'm tired.
Me: You should go to sleep!
Tom: No, you know when you're so drunk that you're tired, but you don't want to sleep?
Me: Yeah
Tom: Well that's how I am right now.
Me: But you'll feel better when you wake up
Tom: Oh, I'm not feeling sick. I'm just fucked up and tired.
Me: You should go find some other people.
Tom: Hmm...they might be in the other rooms.
Me: How many rooms did you guys get?
Tom: 3
Me: Shit, how many people do you have?
Tom: About 15 of us drove up here.
Me: Holy shit. Dude, go see if anyone's around.
Tom: Okay...
***walks to another chalet***
Tom: Hey, Nick is here! Hi Nick! [puts nick on the phone}
Nick: Hey.
Tom [in background]: It's Jerry
Nick: Hey Jerry
Me: Hey Nick. What's up?
Nick: oh, we're just drinking.
***blablabla***
Tom: yeah, so Nick is here with Beth.
Me: I have no clue who Beth is!
Tom: yeah...
***
at this point I kind of trailed off since I was tired and my cell kept bugging out. I left out a bunch because it was hard to remember everything and all of Tom's drunken ranting about boobs and smoke bombs. so Tom and I are going to get drunk this week, walk around the U of MN campus and then write about it here. hopefully it'll be much more interesting.
O well I guess I'll survive although watching you guys throw smoke bombs at cars would have been a fun time! 
