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Crazy Lass In Emory Cooking Class
Posted:05/22/2006
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Grade: C
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So here I was just a young buck at a new school. Being a kid form the north making the call to go to Emory in the Dirty Dirty was a bit of a risk, so I figured what the hell. I started off dabbling in the usual classes that freshman take when trying to find themselves; Marxism and its advantages, Exploring Kurt Vonnegut, Rastafarianism and lastly Italian cooking.
The first three classes were no where near as fun as I though they would be and to be perfectly honest they were filled with a bunch of chicks who were to busy proclaiming that they had given up shaving their legs and that they loved Birkenstocks to make going worthwhile. The last class, however, was different - I guess you can expect that with Italian cooking.
They way they set up the class was you would get paired with someone to cook. Which from a single guys's perspective was terrific because it gave one an instant conversation starter. Well, I was paired with this girl named Jess. She too was from the Northeast. So we had a bunch to talk about. Anyway after about a month of class and a couple of meals at the student center, Jess invites me over to her place to make some of the recipies we have been studying in class - I of course say yes.
So, Friday night rolls around and over I strut to Jess's I knock on the door and she tells me to come in. I shit you not when all I saw was her standing naked in front of a table with a dish of Penne pasta in her hands.
Strange and wierd I know, but what was wierder was the fact she started rubbing the penne all over her body...I am not exageratting when I say this as the wierdest thing I have ever seen. Well, luckily I had my camera phone on me and managed to take some shots to show the fellas later.
I got back, showed the shots and since then we all refered to her as Jesso-Penno. Last I heard from her is that she moved to Chicago. There is probably some old sod out there now watching this crazy bird rub penne on her this very second....Wierd.
The first three classes were no where near as fun as I though they would be and to be perfectly honest they were filled with a bunch of chicks who were to busy proclaiming that they had given up shaving their legs and that they loved Birkenstocks to make going worthwhile. The last class, however, was different - I guess you can expect that with Italian cooking.
They way they set up the class was you would get paired with someone to cook. Which from a single guys's perspective was terrific because it gave one an instant conversation starter. Well, I was paired with this girl named Jess. She too was from the Northeast. So we had a bunch to talk about. Anyway after about a month of class and a couple of meals at the student center, Jess invites me over to her place to make some of the recipies we have been studying in class - I of course say yes.
So, Friday night rolls around and over I strut to Jess's I knock on the door and she tells me to come in. I shit you not when all I saw was her standing naked in front of a table with a dish of Penne pasta in her hands.
Strange and wierd I know, but what was wierder was the fact she started rubbing the penne all over her body...I am not exageratting when I say this as the wierdest thing I have ever seen. Well, luckily I had my camera phone on me and managed to take some shots to show the fellas later.
I got back, showed the shots and since then we all refered to her as Jesso-Penno. Last I heard from her is that she moved to Chicago. There is probably some old sod out there now watching this crazy bird rub penne on her this very second....Wierd.
- Emory University
Editors Note:
Maybe SHE was playing a food prank on YOU. Or maybe not.
Comments
I'd take some Prago and go to town, man!I love pasta...especially when it's on a girl!