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Fluff Goes the Rugger
Posted:06/29/2005
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SCSU has many fine groups to join. In my time, I was able to join three: a sorority, the concert choir, and rugby. Well, if anyone knows anything about rugby, you have to know we are notorious for being completely insane!
My junior year, I lived with three other rugby girls in a kick ass house across the street from campus. We were all on the exec board for the girl’s team, since we had to travel a lot for games, we spent a lot of team with the guy’s team. One of these guys, was completely crazy-fun, and would come over every nearly every night and cook for us.
One night, not too long after we had hosted an amazingly huge party for a traveling team, we found a camera in our living room. Not knowing whom it belonged to, we started taking pictures. The pictures were of the mature, lady-like type: butt cracks, boob shots, etc. Well, our crazy, little rugger friend soon arrived. It was in his nature to be crazy, and for some unknown reason, he had midget porn in his backpack. (Now, why this was in his school bag, I don’t know.) He put the tape in the VCR, and sat back and started watching. Pretty soon he said he was done “Fluffing.” (Let me just say right here for the record, that I was/am a pretty naïve person, so I didn’t know what to make of the porn, therefore had no idea what “fluffing” was!) Then, he took the camera from my roommate, and one of our potted plants. Curious, I stuck around to find out what sort of picture he could take with “fluff” and a plant.
A few days later, one of our freshman rookies came over and said she had lost her camera. Whoops. We gave her the camera, and fessed up to what we did. I still have no idea what happened to those pictures, and have lost touch with the Rugby guy. But if he ends up reading this, I wouldn’t run for office if I were you!
My junior year, I lived with three other rugby girls in a kick ass house across the street from campus. We were all on the exec board for the girl’s team, since we had to travel a lot for games, we spent a lot of team with the guy’s team. One of these guys, was completely crazy-fun, and would come over every nearly every night and cook for us.
One night, not too long after we had hosted an amazingly huge party for a traveling team, we found a camera in our living room. Not knowing whom it belonged to, we started taking pictures. The pictures were of the mature, lady-like type: butt cracks, boob shots, etc. Well, our crazy, little rugger friend soon arrived. It was in his nature to be crazy, and for some unknown reason, he had midget porn in his backpack. (Now, why this was in his school bag, I don’t know.) He put the tape in the VCR, and sat back and started watching. Pretty soon he said he was done “Fluffing.” (Let me just say right here for the record, that I was/am a pretty naïve person, so I didn’t know what to make of the porn, therefore had no idea what “fluffing” was!) Then, he took the camera from my roommate, and one of our potted plants. Curious, I stuck around to find out what sort of picture he could take with “fluff” and a plant.
A few days later, one of our freshman rookies came over and said she had lost her camera. Whoops. We gave her the camera, and fessed up to what we did. I still have no idea what happened to those pictures, and have lost touch with the Rugby guy. But if he ends up reading this, I wouldn’t run for office if I were you!
- Saint Cloud State University
Editors Note:
Believe me, we know rugby clubs are insane!
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