They're everywhere. Bars, grocery stores, churches. No matter the time, no matter place. And the moment you finally thought it was safe to leave the house, there they were. This time, let 'em have it. This time, let the world know who they really are...on The Creepbook.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Ball Slap

So I thought I was playing a game involving slapping my friends' balls really hard, but I realized that I went up to the wrong person. I smacked a random person in the groin so hard, but there was zero reaction. Her reaction asking me,"what the fuck are you doing?" still reverberates in my head.

Chicago, IL

No comments:

Post a Comment