long as we can get to the student union we won’t starve." He turned to look at me with obvious disgust on his face. "It’s not food I need, it’s my girl friends ass that I need and with this storm there is no way her roommate will leave giving us the chance for a fuck." I’ve heard him saying that now since morning and it’s at the least the tenth time at that. "It won’t kill you." "It’ll feel like it though." I’m probably as ticked about the storm as he is as I’d had plans to