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Anyone else living in Duke Manor?
| Marvelous resort community account | 07/19/05 |
| Bearded mischievous center prole | 07/19/05 |
| Nofapping exhilarant forum striped hyena | 07/23/05 |
| Exciting Area | 07/23/05 |
| plum jew | 07/23/05 |
| Burgundy Kink-friendly Piazza Gay Wizard | 07/24/05 |
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Date: July 19th, 2005 3:44 PM Author: Marvelous resort community account are there any current or entering duke students who are living in duke manor? it seems to be the cheapest and closest to the school. is it a nice area, full of undergrads, close to stores, restaurants, etc.? (http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=222961&forum_id=2#3346664) |
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Date: July 19th, 2005 3:49 PM Author: Bearded mischievous center prole Everything I have heard on this board leads me to believe that Duke Manor is a trash dump. Sorry. (http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=222961&forum_id=2#3346718) |
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Date: July 23rd, 2005 11:08 AM Author: Nofapping exhilarant forum striped hyena AH! Do not live there! I have a friend who lived there and had to move out because of the bugs and because there was an 11 person family living in the one-bedroom next door. He said there were all sorts of drug deals and cop activity there. I would not live there - even though it is cheap.
Honestly, I'd look to live in the area around where 15/501 splits towards CH (there's that big glass office tower there - where Sam's, Target, etc). I thought it was a great area to live - lots of other grad students and many apt. complexes at varying prices. Email me at quitclaim (at) gmail.com if you have specific questions about where to live or about Duke Law. |
Date: July 23rd, 2005 11:58 AM Author: Exciting Area duke has a law school? (http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=222961&forum_id=2#3387232) |
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Date: July 23rd, 2005 11:58 AM Author: plum jew A few years ago, while browsing around the library downtown, I had to take a piss. As I entered the john a big beautiful all-american football hero type, about twenty-five, came out of one of the booths. I stood at the urinal looking at him out of the corner of my eye as he washed his hands. He didn't once look at me. He was "straight" and married -- and in any case I was sure I wouldn't have a chance with him. As soon as he left I darted into the booth he'd vacated, hoping there might be a lingering smell of shit and even a seat still warm from his sturdy young ass. I found not only the smell but the shit itself. He'd forgotten to flush. And what a treasure he had left behind. Three or four beautiful specimens floated in the bowl. It apparently had been a fairly dry, constipated shit, for all were fat, stiff, and ruggedly textured. The real prize was a great feast of turd -- a nine inch gastrointestinal triumph as thick as a man's wrist. I knelt before the bowl, inhaling the rich brown fragrance and wondered if I should obey the impulse building up inside me. I'd always been a heavy rimmer and had lapped up more than one little clump of shit, but that had been just an inevitable part of eating ass and not an end in itself. Of course I'd had jerk-off fantasies of devouring great loads of it (what rimmer hasn't), but I had never done it. Now, here I was, confronted with the most beautiful five-pound turd I'd ever feasted my eyes on, a sausage fit to star in any fantasy and one I knew to have been hatched from the asshole of the world's handsomest young stud. Why not? I plucked it from the bowl, holding it with both hands to keep it from breaking. I lifted it to my nose. It smelled like rich, ripe limburger (horrid, but thrilling), yet had the consistency of cheddar. What is cheese anyway but milk turning to shit without the benefit of a digestive tract? I gave it a lick and found that it tasted better then it smelled. I've found since then that shit nearly almost does. I hesitated no longer. I shoved the fucking thing as far into my mouth as I could get it and sucked on it like a big brown cock, beating my meat like a madman. I wanted to completely engulf it and bit off a large chunk, flooding my mouth with the intense, bittersweet flavor. To my delight I found that while the water in the bowl had chilled the outside of the turd, it was still warm inside. As I chewed I discovered that it was filled with hard little bits of something I soon identified as peanuts. He hadn't chewed them carefully and they'd passed through his body virtually unchanged. I ate it greedily, sending lump after peanutty lump sliding scratchily down my throat. My only regret was the donor of this feast wasn't there to wash it down with his piss. I soon reached a terrific climax. I caught my cum in the cupped palm of my hand and drank it down. Believe me, there is no more delightful combination of flavors than the hot sweetness of cum with the rich bitterness of shit. Afterwards I was sorry that I hadn't made it last longer. But then I realized that I still had a lot of fun in store for me. There was still a clutch of virile turds left in the bowl. I tenderly fished them out, rolled them into my hankerchief, and stashed them in my briefcase. In the week to come I found all kinds of ways to eat the shit without bolting it right down. Once eaten it's gone forever unless you want to filch it third hand out of your own asshole. Not an unreasonable recourse in moments of desperation or simple boredom. I stored the turds in the refrigerator when I was not using them but within a week they were all gone. The last one I held in my mouth without chewing, letting it slowly dissolve. I had liquid shit trickling down my throat for nearly four hours. I must have had six orgasms in the process. I often think of that lovely young guy dropping solid gold out of his sweet, pink asshole every day, never knowing what joy it could, and at least once did, bring to a grateful shiteater. (http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=222961&forum_id=2#3387236) |
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Date: July 24th, 2005 6:18 PM Author: Burgundy Kink-friendly Piazza Gay Wizard I actually lived at Duke Manor for 3 years (graduated in '04). I decided to live there before visiting Durham, because I assumed that it was somehow affiliated with Duke, so it must not be too bad.
Turns out, I was basically the only college/grad student who lived there. The stories about bugs and drug busts are largely true. Nonetheless, I was gone for 2 summers and left all my stuff in my apartment, and it didn't get broken into.
Everything turned out fine, and I saved a bunch of money on rent, but I would recommmend spending more and getting a nicer place. |