And the pathetic award goes to....
the guy sitting next to me at the bar.
I decided to walk across the river to Scotty's and have some of their delicious french press coffee (ended up with a bloody mary and some chips). Anyway, the place was packed, so I sat at the bar. The guy sitting next to me has been regaling the bartender with (it seems like) any and every thought that stomps through his head, including: "I plan to get sloshed" and something along the lines of "would you rather have your obit read 'died physically fit with his head in a bowl of bran flakes or with a beer in one hand and a bacon sandwich in the other'?" Oh, and that's not even the good part. Apparently, he's been "researching" all of the CSI's (including Miami) and he's determined that his way of killing would be undetectable. Wow, West Lafayette is full of awesome people.
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