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The Dorm Life.  

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The Dorm Life I walked up stairs, after a drooling three-hour practice and a workout in the weight room. I was overwhelmed by the amount of body odor I was emitting. All I could think about is a long shower and my comfortable bed. I open the door to Shaq, my next-door neighbor, ingesting all my Little Debbie snack cakes on my bed. I throw my shoes off and grab my towel acting like I do not see him. All my mind was focusing on was a nice cool shower and an hour power nap. I then hear my roommate, Jerrett, trying to rap in the shower. Frustrated already, I ask Shaq to leave, and as usual he refuses. It is really hard to force a six foot, ten inch, two hundred and seventy-five pound guy to do anything. I bribe him to leave with two brownies and a Dr. Pepper. I plummet flat on my face in my...

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