>Be me
>Be 20 in uni.
>Going to study with friends in liberry.
>Text friend asking where to meet him.
>He says on 3rd floor.
>Go to liberry.
>Go to 3rd floor.
>Dent see friend.
>Look down bookcase rows.
>See friend seated facing away from me towards the window at a desk in his trademark blue hoodie.
>Approach my friend.
>Gay-chicken-protocol engaged.
>I intend to win the ongoing gay-chicken war here and now.
>Sneak up behind friend.
>Swing legs over back of chair one at a time.
>Slide down behind friend so my crotch is touching his ass.
>Cup his breasts.
>Pull him tight.
>Friend turns around.
>Not friend.
>Total stranger.
> Never seen this kid before.
>His face…
>Ohgod.jpg
>I move head closer to his ear.
>Whisper, You arent John…
>Proceed to stand up and powerwalk down the stairs
>Out the liberry.
>Off campus.
>Walk 9 blocks & get chipotle.
A normal human with a normal amount of legs would only need to swing one of them over once.
Where did you see one of those things? Anon is anon and his fireman’s pole has ptsd.