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They woke up hungover and bruised and in need of fried sustenance. That was a night I’ll never forget, Raj said. I already have, Jim replied

I called my wife “retarded” and her sister’s not well, you see, so now I’m sleeping in this park and the squirrels are looking mighty tasty.

He came home and found her waiting and he said, I can explain, and she felt his pants and said, They feel hot, and he knew that wasn’t good.

He had to pee. God, he had to pee bad. But he was too unsure of her feelings to get up. He just couldn’t leave. Man, he hated Existentialism

They were young boys on the verge of manhood, huddled in the bushes. Watching her. She’s going to lick the ice cream, one of them whispered.

The expectations on him were always too big and he had finally succumbed to its weight. Sometimes, he sighed, I just want to shit my pants.

She was shy for a stripper, or so he thought. You don’t know anything, she said, picking up her clothes. He knew that. He’d heard it before.