I still havent recovered fully from the incident yet. Just click here and let me forget that day …
So here I am, not too far away, from breaking down. How did I get here. All it takes is half a day and 1 year of planning. I guess we started the xtremes somewhere in the 3rd year after watching “Harold and Kumar go to white castle”. From then onwards everything that we did ( from drinking a dew at midnight to cracking lame jokes ) was extreme. And this unique group of individuals consisted of 5 full time members and one guest appearance (Aose Jnto). And so we did decide to make a t shirt for ourselves before we pass out of college. And thus we forged an idea that would come to haunt as many years to come.
An academic year passed and it was time to put our plans into action. So we actually come up with this really neat design for a t shirt (no kidding). Then we find out ways to make it happen. Finally we out for a Heat Transfer Print which costs 125 per sticker and a Black t shirt for 130. In my mind I could c the images of me walking into corporate wearing this t shirt proudly declaring me as extreme ( we all know that this is a synonym for Loser ).
I had been ironing the image onto the t shirt for about 3 mins or so .. and it was time to unveil the masterpiece. What we saw then was a disaster. The writing was barely readable. Sticker torn on edges and not stuck properly. A white border.
We all took the eye sore in different ways but all of us are disappointed. After the initial stages of shock and uncontrolled laughter to compensate for the lack of words we come up with different ways to salvage the situation. But deep down I think we all knew this was the end of our idea.
I can only guess what must be going on in everyone’s mind. But it should be something like this:
- Sunnen Pyriac – “Damn swen. I should have bought that book.Jackass ! I should have listened to Batman in my head”
- Mhomas Tathew – ” At least the food was good. Ah who am I kidding …”
- Mooraj Sathews – “250 bucks? for nothing ? Noooooooooooooooooooo……….”
- Tux – “I told em we are not extreme”
At the end of this tragic story one could only hope that we learned something from it. But then that’s not very likely. Because “we never learn”.
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broke out from college today. the extreme gang was missing 2 members
but we had other friends tagging along. heavy lunch , followed by the
most extreme of extreme movies of all times – “transporter 2″. the
Audi-twist-in-air-to-get-rid-off-bomb move was woohoo… farfetched (
i don’t think thats the suitable word ) but woohoo. just a tot – i dont
think the guy smiled in the entire movie .