A lovely message from Osama
Whilst riding the glamorous number 16 as a freshmen at the U, I had an ‘interesting’ encounter with some fellows right around Wiley Hall. Keep in mind that this was on a Friday evening, around 6 o’clock. Several gentlemen began talking extremely loudly about “popping a cap in his” etc… Upon hearing this, the driver promptly pulled the bus over to kick them off the bus. Continue reading ‘A lovely message from Osama’
