This morning on the way to the bathroom I ran into one of my suitemates named Joseph. I was greeted by the casual "yo yo" and "whatup" some of the only words he's said to me all year. He is one of the more interesting members of the suite having some unique hobbies. Joseph has been known for his urban spelunking, never taking the elevator to our 12th floor rooms, and thirdly and most famously, killing a three legged, one-eyed cat with a pocked knife in order to put it out of its misery... what a sweetheart. Last of all, he no longer has a pet tarantula after losing 4 of them during the first semester.
And he just filled up a cooler with water?...
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