Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Every publication on campus plays by the rules, but what happens when one doesn't? Schools don't fund magazines that tell the uncensored, candid version of what happened the morning you took an exam still wasted after downing a full bottle of tequila the night before-and somehow still managed to pass. Know why? Because then we wouldn't look like that ideal university that our school wants us to be. But what if we changed all that?
Custom Search
The Real Bobcat
What if we exposed the fact that we're more than just Bobcats? We're human. We make mistakes, we fuck around, we have fun and we’re exactly what college should be – unpredictable. The crazy shit we experience beyond class and homework make up a huge part of who we are and who we will become – and we should NEVER have to hide those experiences. So, if you sit in class counting down the seconds till you can get shitfaced on a Thursday night, make it a habit to show up to class high or just love random crazy shit, then my friends, this site is for you! Given, everyone wants a job after they graduate, pennames will be used to ensure no one will judge you for sending in a story about the time you hooked up in between shelves on the sixth floor of Alden Library. This blog is open to short stories, confessions, suggestions and anything that is on your mind. Post comments or write to us for your own post at: whatdyOUexpectblog@gmail.com
What beer do you consume the most?
Favorite Bar at OU
Pages
OU Six Fest
Story of the Week
Send in your Story of the Week submission to whatdyOUexpectblog@gmail.com. The Story of the Week will be chosen on February 24, 2010 and the submission will be posted anonymously. All other submissions will be posted anonymously as well in a runner up posting. Good luck!
Munchy Numbers
Support the Haiti Disaster Relief Effort
.jpg)
Bars in Athens
Posts
Blog Archive
What do you do most in college?
What do you smoke?
Disclaimer:
Comments and/or stories posted on What'd yOU Expect? do not represent the views and/or beliefs of the site creators. Comments are by anonymous readers/commentors and will not be edited by any means. Comments will be deleted if and only if they violate any FCC regulation laws.
I go to OU, but one time i went to a party in clifton (UC) and partied at this house with my friends and somehow woke up across town next to a guy i hardly knew. i tried to get up and flee without him noticing, but the door i kept trying to get out of was a locked closet (i was wasted still and didn't realize). he woke up and had to show me where the door was to get out of his ROOM. after i left i had to call my friend at 8 in the morning to ask how to get back to my car, and while i was walking this dude started to park his car on the same block. he saw me, and said to himself "walk of shaaame". little did he know, i could hear him even with his windows rolled up, so i turned around and yelled "IM NOT WALK OF SHAMING FUCKER, I DONT GO TO SCHOOL HERE SO I HAVE TO SLEEP AT PEOPLES HOUSES AND DRIVE HOME IN THE MORNING!" he looked really shocked, and apologized because he had no idea i could hear him. hahaha
ReplyDeletei didnt wake up in the bed because here is what i did. i was so drunk that i went back with some kid that is a walking std sooo after he got naked.. he went to the bathroom and thats when i made my move! i tip toed the hell out of there. i have only seen him once since and i pretended i was my twin. boy that kid is dumb.....
ReplyDeleteThis story actually got me in trouble with a bunch of people (mainly the friends of, and the the 2 girls who are involved):
ReplyDeleteSo, I had recently just arrived to OU as a student, and I already had a good amount of friends; one of those friends happened to have been a member of the band I was in, and a future roommate. One weekend night, there was a little party going on at the girls' apartment next door. My friend had already been fucking one of the girls, but there were a bunch of their girlfriends over.
So the end of the night was bearing down on us and I was hammered and high out of my mind. I ended up getting a ride back to this one girls house along with her friend. --I must now state that these girls were really really gorgeous, if it were opposite night. But that night, it wasn't.-- Anyway, I get back to the Girl A's apartment and the first thing they did was ordered DP Dough. I remember this because Girl B ordered two of them.
After 15-20 minutes of waiting for food, and 2-3 minutes watching Girl B murder her calzones, Girl A and I moved to her bedroom, where we both got naked and started fooling around. Just went I had no more thoughts of getting laid, but right before I had actually gotten to say I did, she decided to turn over and go to sleep.
Frustrated, I got up and walked to the bathroom...butt ass naked.
(Disclaimer: There is no way in hell that this next part should have worked out the way it did, at all)
Midway to the bathroom, I spot Girl B on a couch and I walk over to her. I proceed to tap her on the shoulder. She wakes up, sees my man meat in her face, and, instead of screaming and punching me as hard as possible, she grabs it and gets to work. (Another friend referred to her actions as "the same thing that babies do when their mom pulls out a nipple") Once I realized that I was going to get it in, I suggested the bathroom, rather than right in the middle of the living room.
After I finish, I walk right out of the bathroom as if I just got done urinating, like nothing out of the ordinary just happened. I got back into Girl A's bed and I thought that I had went to sleep.
The next day, I had to get a ride back to my house from Girl A, and Girl B came along for the ride (neither of them knowing of each other's nights) after I told one member of my band the outlandish story, word spread like wildfire. I had people calling me left and right; some people were refusing to talk to me.
I later found out that, somehow, I performed anal on Girl B, and it was only her second time having sex.
I also found out that I didnt just go back to sleep after Girl B. Apparently, I, somehow, rekindled the flame with Girl A and took her virginity.
I didn't make one word of this up.
Anonymous #3 FTW!
ReplyDeleteThis is a true story that has not ever before been told in its entirety. I was a freshman here at OU and wanted to take advantage of what every freshman boy wants to take advantage of their first semester of college... party sluts. I have this theory that freshmen girls are ready to fuck anything that walks their first semester of college because they are new to the environment and have the idea that it is okay to sleep around because everyone does it(not actually the case but it worked out well for me my first year). New to the college environment myself, I raised hell my first couple of weeks on campus. Getting shitfaced every night, fucking all kinds of girls, basically doing everything you are supposed to do during your college years. I was loving life for a good amount of time until one particular night when I met this grizzly bear of a girl.
ReplyDeleteJust as all of these stories start out, I was shit-housed drunk and throwing all standards of judgment to the wind. It actually looked like I was going to be heading back to my dorm alone but a good friend of mine who had been persistently hitting on some random girl drug me along as a wing man. Eventually My friend, myself, and a group of girls went back to their dorm. My good friend got shutout at the last minute by this tease of a girl he was with. (What a bitch right?) So just as I am ready to head home with my depressed and sexually frustrated friend, the fore mentioned grizzly bear grabbed me and pulled me into the dorm. Alright, I know if I had any kind of decency I would have left immediately and walked home with my friend, but fuck it right? I was drunk and gonna get laid, how can anyone be expected to turn that down? So I went in. I went into this "grizzly bear's" quad and fucked her in front of all three of her either sleeping or pretending to be sleeping roommates. For reasons you can imagine the rest of the night is forgettable. It probably ended with me passed out, sweaty, and naked. Same for the grizzly bear. I woke up, still naked, being smothered by the bear. I think she was dreaming that I was the last cupcake on earth and she was guarding me from a pack of starving Africans.I literally felt like a small child, being spooned by a giant, wrapped in her tree trunk arms. It was early and no one seemed to be awake except for me. I had to get my clothes and escape. My life depended on it otherwise I was sure I would be eaten by this monster whose' bed I was sleeping in.I mustered up the courage and adrenaline to bench press this girl's arm off of my chest, by far the most weight I have ever lifted. I was shaking, just having completed a new world record in power lifting, and struggling to find and put on my clothes in the dark. Success! Right as I am finally dressed, still pulling up my pants, I reach for the door. I think to myself, I am in the clear. Then as I pull the door open I hear, "Where are you going?" OH SHIT. The bear is awake. I don't know what to say or do, so I just bolt. I run faster than I ever have all the way until I get back to my room across campus. I have learned my lesson. I will never pull wing man duty when there is a girl over 250lbs in the group.
One night I went uptown with my friend and my phone was dead so I left it at her place. The bars were very busy so we ended up getting lost from eachother and I was talking to these guys. Mind you I have no phone and I have no idea where my friend is so the guys who I am talking to invite me and some random girls back to palmer street to smoke a blunt. Of course you all know they were expecting to get some ass from some random girls at the bar. We smoke and take some pictures, which are later deleted, and then ride in his car to BP and back. I am in the back seat asking them to take me back to my firends and they say NO and we go back to their house on Palmer St, I am pissed at this point and decide whatever dude trys he is not getting any! I know that my friend is probably worried about me cuz it is now 4AM and she can not call me and I do not know her number. Dude takes me to his room and keeps tryna take my pants off. He is very cute but I'm not gonna be some random hookup so I tell him I gotta go to the bathroom and then just dip. As I am walking back at 4AM all alone from Palmer St to my friends who lives past the Ridges I get stopped by this guy in a truck who asks if I would like a ride. I hesitate to say yes but I have justed walked across town and now I am by the convo carrying my shoes. I decide he seems nice and won't rape or kill me so I get in and he takes me back to my friends. She is awake so I tell her my story and we both laugh becuase dude on Palmer is probably wondering where the hell his random hookup for the night went.
ReplyDeleteThis comment has been removed by a blog administrator.
ReplyDelete