Proof...
A short story about something I said to the class slut....we had all gone to New Orleans for a week towards the end of school and she happened to be with the group. Anyhow, to make a long and painful story short...one night a few of had gone to dinner together and she was invited by one of the guys (Of course, right)...she began to brag about all these parties she had been invited to and that so many guys seemed to be interested in her...I looked at her and went, "You have something here"...as I moved my fingers over the corners of my mouth. Then I paused and went..."Oh wait, never mind those are just stretch marks"....she stopped bragging. XD XD
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