A harrowing tale of taken from the (literal) cabinet, excerpted from Matt Bellassai’s brand brand brand new book all things are Awful.
We came across Kellan from the third time of our freshman year of university, at a dining hallway table of misfits. (Note: Kellan just isn’t their genuine title, however it is the title of the porn that is gay i prefer, so we’ll call him that to spare him scrutiny as well as further indulge my dreams. ) Because of the 3rd day’s orientation, my provided roomie Troy — a wannabe frat boy with an outsized ego and zero game — having currently decided I happened to be a social obligation, had ditched me personally for just what he deemed a far more lucrative social group and left us to get supper alone. We decided to go to the dining hall by myself and moved with my tray to get a clear chair, presumably to plot how I’d spend the following four years in solitude. But we saw a available chair at a dining dining table high in dudes we respected from our dorm, and asked if I could join. [Read more…]