“Back in middle school when AIM was a big thing, I was chatting with a girl I had a crush on. She had a hispanic last name.
Anyway, I wanted to send her something I thought was funny. So I did the old CTRL+V and pressed enter in the same motion without checking it first.
Apparently, the last thing I had on my clipboard was 8thStreetLatinas.com. As you may infer from the name, yeah, it’s porn.”
“I was still in high school. And a girl texted me to come over on Valentine’s day, thinking that she was texting one of her lady friend. Excited I show up with a box of chocolates. She gives me a look and invites me into her house. I see her other friends in PJs… I wuz hella confused.”
“When I was about 17 or so I was at my wealthy girlfriend’s house on a lazy summer afternoon. It’s just me and her in their giant house, and my girl decides to take a shower. I’m in her room, pretty bored, when I decide to investigate her underwear drawer. I find a tiny, sequiny, pink thong and decide it would be funny if my 200 lb (well built at the time) self surprised my girl by wearing them. I hear the shower turn off, and a minute later, I hear someone coming down the hallway. I start strutting down the hallway, naked but for this tiny, shiny thong, my mediocre dick and giant balls hanging out of one side of it. And then she sees me. She, the South American housekeeper.”
“When I was 14 I woke up to go to the bathroom and it was like 3 in the morning. The door was cracked open slightly to let some light into the hallway so nobody would trip, and usually if someone goes in there to poop or pee they close it. My dad decided not to close the door all the way that night. He woke up and had to poop and assumed nobody would need to go at that hour. What makes it embarrassing is that in my sleepy stupor I sat on the edge of the tub and tried to have a conversation with him. He kept asking “will you please just…uh, go?””