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Originally posted by Mael
when i lived in my frat, we called it "playing through." whenever we knew someone was having a random hookup (and occasionally hooking up with their SO), we'd get the master key or a roommate to unlock the door for us, throw a golf ball in the room, and then a bunch of us would waddle through the room with our pants around our ankles muttering "playing through, have you seen our ball? where's our ball? watch out for the sand trap! etc. etc."
yeah, we're asses.
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LOL that is awesome!!!! omg, I'm going to have to remember that!
I totally didn't even think about an umbrella or duct tape (and I call myself punk.. I'm ashamed of me...
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