The Bride of Chucky

One weekend (it might have even been a weekday, it was a pretty good summer in that way),  we were hanging out on my bus and my friend brought out this girl that he works with.  One thing you should know about this guy, is that he has no game.  He actually has anti-game.  Women want him desperately, but for whatever reason he won't seal the deal.  So he has this girl out, and she is pretty naive, so we get into this story about how my other friend and my sister are all actually related because our grandparents had a psychedelic orgy back in the fifties.  We were also incestuous, and had to go to IAA (Incestuous Acts Anonymous).  And she believed it.  We also got her to take off her pants, which she was pretty willing to do.  So we were all having a secret laugh about our little joke, and there is Chuck, avoiding eye contact with this girl in her underwear that wants him to lick whip cream off her inner thigh.  My sister and friend leave the bus for a bit, and i start reminiscing about how we are each other's uncles and brothers and weaving some twisted and bizarre tale when my sister and friend jump on the hood of the bus and start mock drunk-fuckin enough to shake the whole bus.  The girl was more than a little shaken, and i think i suffered a concussion laughing so hard i hit my head on the corner of the bench.  And this was before we got into the caesars.

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