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Well, he had one more semester and with only 9 credits to fulfill (one of them a P.E. class) he decided that he better have some fun. While Mike was a bit of a computer nerd (he'd happily talk for hours about his stats and theories on World of Warcraft), he did have a few "normal" friends. If he was going to have some fun and maybe get laid a few times, he'd have to enlist Steve's help.

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Steve was a good friend. He had stuck by him during the "accident" which had changed his life so dramatically. Now a year later, things were getting back to normal. As normal as can be for someone with no left arm. If only someone had seen the out of control zamboni...

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But that's over now, in the past. Steve. Steve was, in all aspects of his life, infactuated with every female that he looked at and he made sure they knew it. He would comment on a women's bust just loud enough so they could hear; his comments where never negative. Steve had joined a fraternity right when he arrive at CityU, for one reason and one reason only, drunk chicks.

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But before the drunk chicks, there was that fateful night at Teddy KGBs place playing pot limit omaha for his life....