It was a dark and stormy night…no wait. It was a fucking hot night. Sticky as fuck! I was 25. Cool as cool can be, obviously. I was meeting my hot-ass girlfriend’s parents for the first time. Yep. Yep. How ya doing? Nice to meet you. Blah blah. Yea I like school. Bullshit bullshit. Where can I put my stuff? I had been holding a mean pizza slash hot wing shit in since my afternoon Astronomy class. So there I was, upstairs in an unfamiliar house, trying to figure outRead More
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