College Dayz

Remember slipping into your dorm room at 2am, to find nothing other than your slutty roommate moaning loudly while her one night stand licks her man in the boat?  Her piercing scream cover the sound of your drunken stumbling, as you crawl into your own bed.  She knows you're there, he probably does too... but they continue to go at it, as you turn over and put a pillow over your head.

Ten years later.  Snowboarding trip with all your adult friends... fresh powder's coming in.  Nothing like a Mammoth pub crawl.  The messiness continues to the house, where everyone hops in the hot tub, continuous boozing.  Then when our bellies can't stomach it anymore... snooze.  We all past out.  Except one.  The one that I happened to be sharing a room (not a bed - there were separate beds).  2am, pounding head, nauseous tummy, I need to throw up... squeak squeak, moan, moan, then... "what the fuck is wrong with you?"  "Why can't you keep it up?"

Oops, that's the last thing I thought I'd be hearing this weekend... but  I guess sometimes it's good to remember how it used to be and remember what aging does to our bodies.  Sexual dysfunctions, so don't bang someone out in the same room... because someone may tell your secrets!