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Originally Posted by Catmandu
It was especially bad in college in the 70s because I lived in a fraternity with a bunch of good-looking predators. It made my failures look even worse. Give me dull married life any day.
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Ahh, the frat house. One guy picked up a good case of crabs from a chick & the whole damn house had to be fogged. Stuff going around? I remember one morning a brother picked up a rather "loose" chick a few nights before, got up to take a piss & started screaming..."pissing lightning" as we used to say (clap, clap)! We had two or three of the 35 of us that scored regularly, and the rest of us picked up the scraps after the parties. Especially good was Monday night meeting where everyone who scored had to tell their tales afterwards...always good for a few laughs. My era was late 80's early 90's.