i live in the wonderful town of ramsey. every year there is this huge festival of stupidity in which the town gathers, drinks, gets into fights, hunts down freshman, and stays up to the wee hours of the morning trying to figure out what they did and who they did it with. this is called ramsey day. i wasn't going to go but i did anyway just to feel cool, and let's just say i do not feel any cooler. probably it's because i am not popular and people don't run up to me pouring beer down my mouth and asking me to come with them because there's this really cool party and it is so totally trendy.or maybe it's just because there is nothing fun about hanging around papa lorenzo's with a little posse smoking cigarettes with a bunch of pubescent pimply faced idiots who think the word flatulence is funny. ugh.