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Well I was at a squat party the other week, and me and this guy Trita got in a weird competition with three friends at about 4 in the morning, a girls vs boys contest over who could produce the most debauched dance move. It culminated when I dropped my jumpsuit, leaving me in tight white undies and hot pink Chuck Taylors, whereupon I did a dance bent at the waist and pivoting on one hand while the ostensible - though by no means rigorously - straight Trita flogged me with his belt. After that, I appealled to the ladies to call an amicable draw, lest we proceed to public fisting before much longer.
A number of people commented that it was a highlight of their weekend, and it was certainly a highlight of mine. |
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