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DVD Giveaway: ‘Van Wilder: Freshmen Year’
I first heard about them doing a direct to DVD prequel to ‘Van Wilder’ my initial thought wasnt anything positive. Then I watched the trailer and it doenst look half band and on top of that I am being told its “legendary”. So what the hell? We are going to give away a couple of copies to our faithful readers if you can leave me a comment below telling us a crazy college story, maybe even from your “Freshmen Year”.
The long-awaited story of the legendary party animal’s uproarious introduction to Coolidge College is finally here, revealing for the first time his rise to become the man, the myth…the seven-year college senior. Van Wilder: Freshman Year features a red-hot, young cast including Jonathan Bennett (Mean Girls) as “Van the Man” and Kristin Cavallari (Laguna Beach), as well as Steve Talley (American Pie Presents Beta House), Kurt Fuller (Wayne’s World) and Linden Ashby (Resident Evil: Extinction) as Van’s partners in mayhem.
Van Wilder: Freshman Year is produced by Robert Levy, Peter Abrams, and Andrew Panay (Wedding Crashers, National Lampoon’s Van Wilder), directed by Harv Glazer (Kickin’ it Old School), written by Todd McCullough, and executive produced by Pure Pictures’ Darin Spillman and Sam Bernard.
I haven’t seen this yet so I cant tell you that its a great film, but it should be pretty fun from the looks of the trailer. What are you waiting for? Get to commenting!
The DVD hits stores on July 14th 2009, but you might as well enter our contest first!
When I was a freshman in college I was stupid enough to sign up for the meal plan. I'll never forget the day I bit into a sandwich and wondered what was so cruncy. I opened up the sandwich and found half a roach. Luckily there was a trashcan near by because I lost what little of my lunch I had actually managed to swallow.
When i was a freshman in college i got real wasted at a party and was hooking up with this hot chick who shall remain nameless.so we start walking back to her room and we go inside and we start fooling around so i decided to go to 3rd base if u will and dine at a american pink taco stand and proceed to fall asleep in her crotch. after she pushes me to the floor for not waking up i wake up in the hallway a little confused as to what happened the previous night so i got to lunch at the caf and see my friends mimmicking the taco bell commercial with we will rock you tune to eating the crunchy gorditas to now ging lick lick snore lick lick snore yah then people pointed and laughed but hey it was freshman year and shit like that happens so ill take my dvd now for airing my personal shame.
im am still a freshmen in college but the 2nd day of my english class the guys that sat in my row saw me in the parking lot before school because i always came an hour or so early to do homework, well they talked me into drinking with them, so anyways when the time for class rolled around i was too drunk to stand or let alone deal withschool, so i stumble my way up to class and try to act straight, the teacher in the middle of my class called on my name because she wanted to know if i had any problems with the homework so the guys in my row laughing told her to come over to my desk because it was obviously hard for me to speak for myself, by the time she got there to my desk i was feeling very sick from all the vodka and i turned my head and threw up in the aisle in class.. she immediatley threw me out and i had to explain to the campus police my story and got an alcohol citation and am still currently on probation. so haha i guess that was there way of freshmen hazing
I was a freshman back in 2006, which was also the year of the last Soccer World Cup in Germany. Our SU decided to put on a big German themed party during one of the matches which involved handing over very little money in exchange for a hefty 2 pint glass and a voucher for UNLIMITED beer at the bar. It seemed like such a great idea, until you think that poor students + unlimited beer = absolute carnage. To this day neither me or my friends can remember the final score (or even half time…) and the worst part was that it was screened at about 4 in the afternoon, so the rest of the day was a blur. I remember waking up in a field, at an outdoor film society screening of Finding Nemo and then vomiting on my (ex) girlfriend. Apparently I had agreed to see it when she text me during the game, but she couldn’t find me for the first 30 minutes of the movie and when she finally did find me, she spent most of the rest of the movie trying to put most of my clothes back before I woke up made a mess of her dress. I actually bumped into her a couple of months ago and she told me that she still can’t watch Nemo without gagging…
As corny as it sounds, some of my friends actually call me Van Wilder because I am about to start my second degree and won’t graduate until 2012. Apparently 2005-2012 is a long time to be in college.
I've got you beat — 6 years of undergrad, and heading directly into 3 years of law school at the same university. I've been compared to Van more times than I can remember. Gotta love 2003-2012 before leaving the college!
My crazy story from freshman year:
3rd weekend at college, some buddies bring my very drunken roommate to our room at about midnight, where we put him to bed. About 20 minutes later, 2 guys from down the hall walk by with a brown bag, and I ask what's up — apparently they're about to crack open a bottle of Jim Beam, which I'm invited to join in on downing. I stupidly proceed to join — and by join I mean rapidly drink the entire fifth from the bottle, using a Bacardi Silver as a chaser; every 1/4 of a bottle I also attempted to "walk the line" — and I'm proud to say I barely stumbled on the last try. The last thing I remember after that was being escorted down the hall back to my room and seeing our door… what happened thereafter I've only ever learned from the other residents: I refused to enter the room, puked, and then passed out with my head in a toilet for 3 hours. After emptying the contents of my stomach, the guys then took me back to my room, where my drunken roommate recalled witnessing a shaft of light (the open door) and a figure being literally tossed into the room face-first onto the floor — at which point the figure groaned, jumped up, and ran full-tilt into the door as it was slammed closed from the outside, before finally crumpling to the floor. Rather than get up and check what the hell was going on, he rolled over and fell asleep again, thinking it was a dream. The kicker: I wake up at 12:30 to a phone call from my parents, who have decided to visit as a surprise, and offer to buy me lunch. I agree, naturally, and spend the first 3 hours of my post-idiocy day believing I just had a simple hangover… until I got back to the dorm, and was informed about the previous night — I didn't believe a word of it until I blew my nose, and pieces of my previous night's dinner came out into the Kleenex.
Moral of the story: DO NOT drink a fifth of whiskey in 15 minutes, especially alone.
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