Time until realized was parody: 3:12
Also, yay UW campus! My alma mater!
I didn't go there but I got high there a lot. Also the first time I ever saw a lady's breast was behind the tennis courts.
Sanest Man Alive
I'm impressed and glad they stuck to the original story as closely as they could. The effect of a Chick Tract hinges on the total lack of self-awareness in its mugging.
I used to walk or ride my bike past those tennis courts every day to get to class (I lived at the bottom of NE 46th st). Alas, no naked breasts there for me.
University of Washington!
I think the guys who put this together live down in Tacoma. At least they did during the filming of The Gamers: Dorkness Rising (which a few of my friends are in, and is generally hilarious if you're a D&D geek).
Where is UW? Is this filmed anywhere near Tacoma? A girl from Yakima has been asking me to join her weekly D&D group; she'd probably love this.
UW is in Seattle. About 45 minutes north of Tacoma, plus traffic.
Ah, other direction then. She grew up on a weed farm just south of Mt Rainier; I know she hung out around Tacoma, but I don't know if she spent much time in Seattle. I get the feeling she did not like those Northern city types.
She may have gone to UW to sell meth and LSD, however.
They're too popular!
Every Chick tract deserves a movie!
Well that certainly earned my .
Oh, and the frat house we lived next to threw a TV off of their roof onto my wife's car. And then denied it.
This was meant to be a reply to baleen above. -_-
I lived in the Norman Arms on 15th for a while, until some guy punched me in the face for no reason and I got tired of not having hot water.
UW fratboys are among the worst in the world, and the conservative culture clash with the locals can't be any more glaring. What's worse is that, over a decade later, they have spread their culture deep into Wallingford and Fremont and even Ballard. They are worse than hippies. They are worse than hipsters. I used to dream of going on arson sprees down fratrow.
Side story: I tried to sell a sheet of acid to a bunch of UW fratboys in high school. I wasn't wearing any shoes. They stole it. It was fake acid.
There was a little anarchist commune down the hill from us. Their propaganda got tiresome, but they were pretty great neighbors all things considered.
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