Saturday, October 22, 2011

What do you do when your room reeks of stripper?

Last night was Confident's birthday, and we wanted to make sure it was memorable. We invited everyone we knew and pounded whiskey and tequila. But the key ingredient that night was what I can only assume was his favorite present. This one girl we've partied with a few times, we've discovered, is a stripper. I told her that we were having a party for Confident's birthday. She said she would not only come, but she wanted to give him a free birthday dance.
So she came over and we took shots, played beirut, partied... Then she went into our roommate's room to change into her school girl outfit and get ready. Then she went into his room and didn't come out until the next morning. After she left we interrogated Confident about what happened the night before. Turned out they not only hooked up, she wants to be his new fuck buddy. Of course what followed was this:

The funniest part was when Batman's girlfriend came out of his room and said: "His room smells like her vagina spray." Congrats Confident; First Beantown Bad Boy to fuck a stripper.