Post by Sarah on Feb 21, 2009 22:50:41 GMT -5
It was 3-0 Pittsburgh over Arizona. As for the beer? Sarah and Scotty Whatbody were tied at two.
"I'm not even buzzed yet, Sarah!" Scotty boasted.
"I'll buzz you," Sarah said shaking her fist at him.
"So, did you REALLY bang Studnuts?"
"What business is that of yours?"
"I want to know your sex history. In detail. And talk slowly," Scotty said with a devious smile.
Sarah rolled her eyes. "I've slept with…I dunno…five guys total in my life. You figure out who."
"Five guys? Woohoo! That's not too far away from being a virgin. Although…Trey Vincent was one of your guys…which is like sleeping with a football team all at once."
Sarah laughed. "A Chinese football team."
"I didn't mean dick length. I meant he's a total whore. You know some of the skeezes he's been with? You could get an STD by poking them with a ten foot pole."
"Little Good was another. And Kurt."
"Angel?"
"He's a hottie! Well, he was, pre-baldie phase anyway. Now he's creepy as hell."
"That's three. Have you banged anybody NOT in BOB?"
"Sadly, no."
"Drink more! Keep up or you'll be DQ'ed!"
Vicky Jean, BOB's one and only referee, took a seat at their table.
"That was messy," Vicky said, apparently referring to her adventure in the ladies room.
"Ewww," Sarah said, pushing away Vicky's chair with her foot.
"I'm kidding!" Vicky said.
"I'll go get our next round," Sarah said, pushing herself up. As she walked toward the bar, she saw a man wearing a Roethlisberger jersey. She kicked him in the face for wearing that jersey. "Douche."
"I'm not even buzzed yet, Sarah!" Scotty boasted.
"I'll buzz you," Sarah said shaking her fist at him.
"So, did you REALLY bang Studnuts?"
"What business is that of yours?"
"I want to know your sex history. In detail. And talk slowly," Scotty said with a devious smile.
Sarah rolled her eyes. "I've slept with…I dunno…five guys total in my life. You figure out who."
"Five guys? Woohoo! That's not too far away from being a virgin. Although…Trey Vincent was one of your guys…which is like sleeping with a football team all at once."
Sarah laughed. "A Chinese football team."
"I didn't mean dick length. I meant he's a total whore. You know some of the skeezes he's been with? You could get an STD by poking them with a ten foot pole."
"Little Good was another. And Kurt."
"Angel?"
"He's a hottie! Well, he was, pre-baldie phase anyway. Now he's creepy as hell."
"That's three. Have you banged anybody NOT in BOB?"
"Sadly, no."
"Drink more! Keep up or you'll be DQ'ed!"
Vicky Jean, BOB's one and only referee, took a seat at their table.
"That was messy," Vicky said, apparently referring to her adventure in the ladies room.
"Ewww," Sarah said, pushing away Vicky's chair with her foot.
"I'm kidding!" Vicky said.
"I'll go get our next round," Sarah said, pushing herself up. As she walked toward the bar, she saw a man wearing a Roethlisberger jersey. She kicked him in the face for wearing that jersey. "Douche."