Stifler’d
A story about Stifler from American Pie.
A story about Stifler from American Pie.
“It’s not like we only do it when we’re drunk anymore. It’s all the time, and I’m sick of pretending like it isn’t.”
“Does Trish suck your cock?” I said.
“Sometimes,” Joey said.
“Does she suck it as good as me?”
Just after the final bell rang and we’d all scuttled into our seats Mr. Christianson shut and locked the classroom door. That was strange.
West Virginia summers were always green, but it had been two years now since we’d been on our own, and Deep Hollow was positively choked with it. Green was overtaking all the houses, and ours was no exception. Vines had started to creep under the back door.
0 CommentsNow it’s dark. The boardwalk teems with life, ghost beach people who are here one week and gone the next.
0 CommentsOkay, you ready? This is how it will go: You will drive/walk/bike/whatever out to a gas station.
0 CommentsIn these trying times, when the very notion of a democracy is beginning to seem like fiction, it’s important to remember the little things that unite us all as humans.
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