Spicy Poontang! We have no regard for appropriate behavior. Parental advisory: This is really disgusting. Here's the scene: Mia and I were on our way back from a They Might Be Giants concert, with our friend Mike driving. He decided he wanted to stop at Eckerd college to give our friend Ian a visit, so we did so. When we got there, Mia and I quickly got bored because we were being ignored. Us getting bored usually led to some sort of mischief. This was no exception. In Ian's dorm, there was a bunk bed pressed up against a window. Outside the window there was a sidewalk a little ways off with a fair amount of traffic going by between other buildings. Mia opened a window and began hollering at some of the passersby, but they didn't seem to care about anything. So we got nastier. I took my pants off. Then I put my bare legs up on the window, spread in a V, and we put a sign that said "POONTANG!" with an arrow pointing down, between them. Mia leaned out the other window and began shouting at people in a Mexican accent as they passed: "HEY YOU! You, come and get yo SPIIIIICY poontang! Yeah, spicy poon! It so hot! You get hungry! Come and get it! It ready for YOOUUUU! SPIIIIIICY, it so SPIIIIIICY!" We did this for quite a while. I know my feet were asleep from being in that position for about forty-five minutes. We didn't get any offers to accept the free spicy poon, but we did get some strange looks. And the end result was, we were no longer bored. Hooray. back