Sampson chowin' down.
_Sampson: I first actually met Sampson at one of my many bonfires I would have during the fall of 2009. The beer bongs were flowing and never ending! We would have these continuous weekends of alcoholism in my backyard for about two months. Once the snow came I didn’t really see Sampson at all until about the beginning of 2011. We are a couple months into the year and we’ve been smoking blunts and on the search for parties! The thing I love about Sampson the most is that he is always there when I am in need. Sampson has been coming through on the clutch for numerous occasions that I have. I have been in my broke days recently but Sampson the live saver is keeping me going while I can. The biggest thing anyone that can gain respect or anything from me is that they got my back when I need it. Sampson has hooked it up with food, blunts, and even beer when needed. I even got treated to the Unofficial: U of I weekend. Without Sampson these last couple months I would be a dying African in the Sahara Desert. I give out a million thanks to the boyo and once I’m on my feet, we are going to have some happy days! If I had to describe Sampson in one word for you all, it would be “Lifesaver.”