my roommates and I have a new tradition. as children, whenever we would throw up, we would go tell our moms and that would be that. well, we have no moms here. therefore, whenever one of us vomits and no one is around to here those three words, we go to the communal Legolas poster and just whisper… “Legolas, I threw up.” then back to bed we go, regretting the spicy water.















