B
B was a very weird girl. not in a good way, just creepy.
one night, B had joined me and a group of my best girlfriends for far too many drinks in our local pub. we were sitting in the pool room, which was empty apart from us, meaning we could talk about anything without being overheard. as we were all tanked up, the conversation soon turned to sex. in particular, the first time we'd had sex. K told us her first time had been in the alleyway behind her house, D let slip that her first time had been in her parents' bed while they were out for the night. C said her first time had been behind the bike sheds in school, but we all knew that anyway.
conversation was going well and we were all having a good laugh, until B said "the first time i had sex was with my dad."
pretty much destroyed the mood, did that. really hope she was lying, but i rather fear that she wasn't.
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Thu 12 May 2011, 19:07, 3 replies)

This makes me imagine all your friends to look like large, plasticine letters with faces, kind of like numberjacks.

( Photoshop Bitch 2014 edition, Thu 12 May 2011, 23:52, closed)

I'm a numberjack and I'm okay
I sleep all night... etc. etc. etc.
( flake has nothing against your right leg, Fri 13 May 2011, 2:04, closed)

you've met them?

( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Fri 13 May 2011, 16:10, closed)