LEARNING FROM MY MISTAKES

Don't stand outside in the pouring rain on a hot and muggy night whilst in a beer-induced, pseudo-homoerotic test of wills with your roommate to see who can withstand the downpour the longest-- old, faded, soaked t-shirts adorned with names of woefully past their prime, sadly irrelevant bands clinging to every crevasse and fat roll on your soft, undeveloped body, only to finally retreat after a half-hour or so of constant rain into a frigidly air-conditioned apartment due to sounds of violence from your neighbors as you don't want to get involved in other peoples' shit, because, when all is said and done, wet clothes + cold air-conditioning = sneezing and a disgusting runny nose the next day at work, and, in the end, who gives a fuck who can stand in the rain the longest?