someone shit on the coats
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Why am I blogging about this? Well, we had a party last night for the CSAA (College Student Affairs Administration) program. I was being pretty meticulous about keeping my bedroom door closed because I didn't want strangers all up in my bedroom and I didn't want people using my bathroom. Close to midnight, Amy informs me that the two dogs (Chloe and Lucy) pooped in my room. No way I thought. I had my door closed. So I come down the hall and open the door and there is poop ALL OVER the room. I do not exaggerate. It looked like 10 dogs had a poop party in my room. You could play connect the dots, view the constellations, even conduct a Rorschach inkblot test. All I could do was laugh and exclaim, "SOMEONE SHIT ON THE COATS."
With the help of some Resolve, febreeze, and the dog owners, the poop and any traces of its existence have disappeared.
But here's my question: Who let the dogs into my room, watched them poop everywhere, and then shut the door hoping no one would notice? SERIOUSLY. How hard is it to say, hey brad, the dogs accidently got into your room and pooped. But nope. It had to be a little surprise for all of us. Gross.
Other than that, party was a huge success. Went to Mama's Boy again this morning for breakfast and going to spend the afternoon reading and writing a paper with a break for church and dinner in between. Have a good one. And make sure to check your coats before you leave.
Cheers.
Why am I blogging about this? Well, we had a party last night for the CSAA (College Student Affairs Administration) program. I was being pretty meticulous about keeping my bedroom door closed because I didn't want strangers all up in my bedroom and I didn't want people using my bathroom. Close to midnight, Amy informs me that the two dogs (Chloe and Lucy) pooped in my room. No way I thought. I had my door closed. So I come down the hall and open the door and there is poop ALL OVER the room. I do not exaggerate. It looked like 10 dogs had a poop party in my room. You could play connect the dots, view the constellations, even conduct a Rorschach inkblot test. All I could do was laugh and exclaim, "SOMEONE SHIT ON THE COATS."
With the help of some Resolve, febreeze, and the dog owners, the poop and any traces of its existence have disappeared.
But here's my question: Who let the dogs into my room, watched them poop everywhere, and then shut the door hoping no one would notice? SERIOUSLY. How hard is it to say, hey brad, the dogs accidently got into your room and pooped. But nope. It had to be a little surprise for all of us. Gross.
Other than that, party was a huge success. Went to Mama's Boy again this morning for breakfast and going to spend the afternoon reading and writing a paper with a break for church and dinner in between. Have a good one. And make sure to check your coats before you leave.
Cheers.
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