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Originally Posted by Pumpy Tudors
As usual, I drew a cheering section at the bowling center last night. Half a dozen college girls of varying levels of sobriety. They started getting a little rowdy, and I started asking the staff at the bowling center if they would "back these white women up off me." Instead of complying with my request, they laughed at me. I had to take matters into my own hands and tell the most drunk of the girls that I was not going to allow her to throw a bowling ball on my lane. She got mad, stormed off, and took her friends with her. Mission accomplished.
Of course, now I'm getting paranoid. These girls go to the school where my wife teaches, and they know who she is. They may spread nasty rumors about me because I didn't let one of them bowl on my lane. Help.  |
Easy solution. Sleep with them.
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