Whew, that feels better.
Hey listen I ended the dry spell a SECOND time this weekend!!!!!
I'm on a roll!
I went to a free outdoor rave by pittsburgh with my buddies and met this super-good-lookin' nice boy. He's real laid back, we had a blast together dancing and cutting on faggots together. He's the first guy I've met who likes to bust on queers as much as I do!
I was real trashed and he said he had to go at 7 AM, and I'm like "Awww fuck that come home with me!" To my parents? Eric! Fucking drunken descisions!
On the way home I had a bad feeling about it. My parents normally trip out and cause an embarassing situation out of shit like this regularly. We were for real some shmucks the cat dragged in, awake for 2 days and all shitty and dirty from camping. I proposed immediately running to the basement and hiding! Well, we got home, at 2 in the afternoon, and guess whos having band practice down there! Arrgh! And guess who's two parents were gleefully trotting all over the upstairs? Ahhhh!!!!
I was sorta nervous, I was just like "Hey guys this is my buddy we're gonna chill for a minute." No big deal! The band left, and miraculously, my parents didn't come down the basement not a ONCE. Didn't even call me to talk with me or anything. it was great. What a hot guy, we did nothing but make out for like 6 hours. Best kisser in the goddamn universe. Once again, I didn't get laid, but it was awesome. You really don't need to have sex to have a good time. You just gotta get naked! Woo-haa!