(EDITED BY AUTHOR: 11/22/2005 - 12:18 a.m.)::::>such as??? watching SOS win championships there maybe??? and now you hate the guy, yeah makes sense
Yes, MY experiences there. Such as chasing hotty UF coeds and catching a few, going to classes, biking all over campus till I could finally afford some wheels - a brown burned-out VW bus that had been totaled, rebuilding that baby, including engine piece by piece into the ultimate student Gator Ghetto-pussywagon complete with hammock in back, though I had to add oil more often than gas, getting an education, chilling on the Plaza of the America's, scoping bikinis outside the dorms, attempting to scale to the top of Oconnell center bubble top with my girlfried, failing, but finding a suitable place anyway, going to football games, basketball games, baseball games, volley ball games, eating at Burritos Brothers and Leonardos, passing out, in fact passing a lot of things at countless apartment and dorm parties, having sorority girls come in and yank my towel off right after a shower ("ohhhh, my!!!!), fending of Moonies, almost getting cold-cocked by some angry Hari Krishna's, playing smash-mouth apartment football after getting to drunk too play poker anymore, shoving all the furniture to the walls, having the cops show up just as I crashed through the door, but I caught the damn ball!, seigning in Lake Alice for an ichthyology class and KNOWING some bad-ass alligator was just right under the water trying to figure out if my ass was edible, padding crane's roost in my canoe which I topped on the VW bus, nature-watching on Payne's Prarie, hiking and camping and partying in Austin Carey, having the luck of getting paired with the hottest coed in a surveying class which paired she and I togather alone out in the middle of the Austin Carey with nothing but a compass and her tight, tight jeans, bass fishing and picnic-ing at Lake Wauburg, snickering every time we watched chicks walk right by Century Tower totally unscathed and unafraid, multiple trips into the bowels of the Devil's Millhopper, enjoying cultural experiences at Trader's and Cafe Risque, tubing the Ichetucknee, spending a day watching bald eagles nesting near campus screaming out of the sky to smash fish, making the occasional run to Cedar Key for some saltwater fishing, seafood, Jimmy Buffet music, and beaching, playing midnight 3-wall raquetball on university ave, mobbing 13th street after big wins, radical radical parties in Sin City, watching the 13th street murals change over the years, watching free movies on the grass in front of Reitz Union, listing to free concerts on the intramural football fields, kicking ass and getting ribs broken in the intramural "friendly" flag football games, some kick-ass concerts at Reitz Union, listening to some kick-ass bands in the old Southern Music Hall, carousing all the various clubs that came and went in what we called Nickle's Alley, breakfast at Skeeters saving my life many a time.....
Yeah, I think it's safe to say that my UF experiences are a little more than just Steve Spurrier.......