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Originally posted by Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)
College story. Freshman year my dad came to visit. We went off on Saturday to visit his parents, who lived in the area, and stayed the night. Sunday morning (late morning . . . even early afternoon), we go back to my dorm, so I can show him my room (for better or worse). Anyway, my roommate, who didn't own a necktie, had pulled both mattresses onto the floor, and clearly had just gotten done spending the night repeatedly boning his skanky girlfriend. His naked body, her panties, and condom wrappers everywhere. Good times! My dad had the good fortune of getting out of town a couple hours later . . .
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My father found me pased out on a tile floor wrapped up in a tapestry. His buddy, a doc, said, "Seriously, make sure you have a hepatitis shot."
The most embarrassing moment in college is probably one you don't even know about. I was at a gf's house in college and overheard her telling a couple close friends - women I was friends with - what we did/how I liked it/intimate details. I confronted one of the audience later and asked her whether that kind of disclosure was common. She laughed and said "I know more about you in bed than you'd ever want to know." She did not hint any of it was sexy. More clinical.
