A Date With Jill
My college roomate and I decided to go to Walmart at 3 am to buy supplies for a beer bong. (Yes, we were fitting in well with the other Wal-creatures) When we got to the checkout line, there was a creepy-looking 60-plus year old man in front of us. The man had 3 items: a bottle of Jack Daniels, a tube of KY Jelly, and the latest copy of TeenBOP magazine. My roomate and I both began dry-heaving when we pieced together his latenight plans. I wish had one of those ‘Men In Black’ memory erasers.