07-23-2014, 06:31 AM
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Re: The Ship
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Originally Posted by gonz085
It would be awesome
Funny story (at least to me). I received this Facebook message today from a girl that I've never been able to recall how I know. We went to the same college, but we were different years and I can not pin where I met her for some reason. I don't take Facebook too seriously, so I just left her as a friend despite not her not being an acquaintance in my mind.
Anyways, she messages me and says that a friend of hers reminded her of the one time I had met her and they had a good laugh about it. I am totally clueless as to what she is speaking of and we have not talked ever. So I play dumb, ask how we know one another, I cannot recall. So she proceeds to tell me and I am reminded that she was part of a ridiculous drunk night I had many years ago. I left my friends birthday party (very drunk) and was simply walking home in north philly. At Temple, it's rather common to just go into houses where parties are going on regardless if you know the people or not. I only preface with this because what I did will be seen as rather creepy otherwise. So I'm walking home, and I see people walking out of this house, they leave the door wide open, and there is music playing. So I just walked in to the house thinking it's a party. Well what I see is the aftermath of a party, the kitchen is a mess, the house is rather empty, and this cat just runs up to me and I begin to play with this cat. All of a sudden I am approached by this hot girl who lives there, asking what I was doing (not in a hostile way, just laughing that she found me playing with their cat). Next thing I know we are on her bed making out. Well, I realize while we are making out that I completely forgot this girls name already. Well, just to make this quick I forgot her name 3 times and by the third time I got kicked out for being an "asshole". Anyways, she friend requested me the next day and I just never got back in touch with her. Completely forgot it was her that night. Damn do I miss those kinds of nights.
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solid Ship story Jon
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