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Jake

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Location: Ogden, UT
Interests: filmmaking, writing, being better than you
Nickname/Alternate name: Chauffi
Facebook: don’t bother, he never checks it
Twitter: wabikemosabi

Significant Other:

Random Fact: Practically a Weetacon recruition poster. Three of his four roomates have attended various years.

Secret Super Power: He can tell within five minutes of meeting someone what their secrets and closet skeletons are. It’s very creepy, actually, because he’s always right.

Favorite Bad Bar Song: I Will Survive, by Cake

Attended Weetacon: Weetacon I, Weetacon II, Weetacon III, Weetacon IV, Weetacon V, Weetacon VI, Weetacon VII

Best Weetacon Memory: the vomit fake out, all of those people pressed up against the glass. Mo was particularly happy because it was her time on the pool but alas. Blair Deceauteau is Sorry is also one of my favorite memories.

I’m usually the one who…: wins a lot of money on the group pool

Funniest Weetacon Incident: Jared ripping off his shirt and getting it stuck on the Exit sign. Also, Poppy vomiting into her purse, the exchange went: Poppy: I’ve vomited into my purse. Me: Are you all right? Poppy: It was a Proenza Schouler Me: Oh my god, Are you all right! Poppy: Oh, no, not like that. It was PS for Target.

Weetathlon Awards: Silver Medalist

Known for at Weetacon: Mo baiting and Karoke

In the comments section, please share an anecdote of our shared adventures in Wisconsin!

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4 Comments »

  • Trance said:

    Jake humping statuary always comes to mind…Heh heh heh.

  • Susan G. said:

    One of my favorite Weetacon memories was when I made Jake laugh by pulling my purse out of my pants. Any you thought I was too drunk to remember!

  • Kevin said:

    I’m pretty sure the mouse/cheese statue at Renard’s is still in therapy after what Jake did to it.

  • Weetacon VIII – Part One « Ladyloo Land said:

    […] plane, etc. So when I was standing in the Green Bay airport at the baggage carousel, and Wendy and Jake walked up and gave me a hug, it took me an embarrassing amount of time for me to clear the fog. […]

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