Went out for some drinks with my fellow polwonks in the making. I think a highlight of amusement for me was when one of the second years said he was the official slacker for the mpp program. Doing the minimum to scrape by, never reading, etc. And when asked how he did it, he said “It’s easy when you’re smart, I have an IQ of 150, and you can bullshit.” I was so proud of myself for not saying something to the effect of “150? Oh, how darling, you must be quite precocious.” I was so tempted. The straight chicks dig the idea of a gay swim team. That amuses me somehow. And everyone asking “do you guys really swim?” also amuses me. Maybe at some point that’ll get on my nerves, but not at present.
It’s tempting to say something like “No, actually, we just sit in a hot tub and suck one another off,” just to see how they’d react, but instead I brag for
people are weird.
If you really want to do it in style you should talk about the padded bars in the changing room that are moulded to the human mouth to allow you to easily bite down on them.
That, or I’d drop something about the 200m fagpaddle, right after the breaststroke..