"If you leave your key in the door again, it's ours" --Mike Alley, 1992 First words Mike ever spoke to Nick, because Nick left his key in the #224 door after bringing his first load of stuff up during his freshman year. It should be noted that when Nick looked to see who "ours" is, he was greeted by a smiling Cliffy who was (already) sitting at his computer in the room across the hall.

"What part of Chicago?!" --Chris Kloiber, 1992 God help the freshman who was from the wrong (i.e. right) part of Chicago. This question was posed during the "getting to know you" meeting in August of 1992, and while I don't remember verbatim Kloib's response to the unwitting freshman's answer, I do remember that it contained the words "Sh!t, that ain't Chicago".

"Don't you ever, EVER get as drunk as I did tonight!" --Mike Alley, 1992 Words of wisdom given to then-Freshman Nick and Frosh, who watched in shock and amazement as Cliffy and Kloiber flanked the sloshed Mikey in front of good ole #224.

"I am neighbah, I cannota sleepah!" --Unknown Asian, 1994

"Hey Nick, can I borrow your Chemistry book?" --Jeff Ewens, 1993 During his final year, Jeff had to take Chem 003 in order to complete his math major. Jeff attended class only for tests, and the above quote occurred no more than 12 hours before the final. As expected, Jeff "earned" an 'A'.

"I hate history" --Dave Howell, Various

"Why the f--- does my room smell like f'n fish!!??" --Norm, 1993

"Give 'em 'ell, Minooohs!" --Odd, Various

"You don't wanna mess wid me, Nohm" --What very well could have been the last words spoken by Odd, if not for Norm's unexpected compassion.

"Piss licker! Butt-hair sucker!!" --Darryl Cain, Various

"Have you ever wondered what the universe would be like at infinite entropy?" --Jeff Ewens, 1992

"In a 2North sort of way, not in a Terry sort of way." --Various

[This email was sent by Chris Kloiber to the 2north email list on Friday August 24th, 2001.] My '94 Chevy C1500 pickup rolled 200,000 miles on Thursday!!! I tribute its achievement of this milestone to the assemblers at the Ft. Wayne plant, frequent oil changes, Chilton's manuals, Autozone, and the ability to drive like a taxi driver when required. Nothing's Built Like a Chevy Truck!!! Here's a tribute to the green machine I adapated from the General Rupertus, USMC creed: Truckman’s Creed This is truck. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My truck is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. My truck, without me is useless. Without my truck, I am useless. I must drive my truck true. I must steer straighter than my enemy who is trying to cut me off. I must cut him off before he cuts me off. I will… My truck and myself know that what counts in this commute is not the gas we burn, the noise of our tires, nor the exhaust we make. We know that it is the drive that counts. We will drive… My truck is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its fuel economy, its tires, its radio, its chassis, and its engine. I will ever guard it against the ravages of bugs and tar. I will keep my truck fueled and ready, even as I am fueled and ready. We will become part of each other. We will… Before God I swear this creed. My truck and myself are the defenders of my highway. We are the Master of our interstate system. We are the warriors of the road. So be it, until there is no traffic, but open road! Now I'm going to watch a baseball game, and eat hot dogs for dinner followed by a slice of apple pie. Chris Kloiber

"Shiiiiining like a diamond! A hundred and ten in the shade!" Yelled by an unknown floater at the top of his lungs during a Float Trip many years ago.

"Help! My waffles are ROCK HARD!!!" Written by Kurt on the Cafeteria Feedback Sheet at 2North TJ Hall back in 1991.

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