A Story

 

In late 2008 at 4:30 am, we were racing home from a late night Taco Bell run.  The toilets inside the "restaurant" were Out of Order when one of the beefy cheese burritos decided to wage war on Vince's large intestines.  

 

The neon-orange glow from behind the gas light on my dashboard had been glowing for three days. "One more ride and then I'll stop for gas..." I was whispering to myself when I heard it.  

It sounded louder than a gunshot aimed at an innocent male gorilla in a zoo.

Our tire was flat.

37 potholes, 1 flat tire, 3 cop cars, and 57 minutes later, Tasteless Threads was finally birthed into a dorm-room toilet on a Friday night before open hours on parent's weekend.

8 years in the making, Tasteless Threads has completed adolescence and is ready to start the long journey to adulthood.  

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The End
 

(While none of the above story is true - you haven't left the page yet). #Winning