For every story I have about a successful sexual conquest with an attractive girl, I have a matching story about a girl that makes me physically ill when I think about her. (Like the pudding girl.) My friends have given me shit about my mistakes for years including one specific person that is brought up over and over and over and over again. In fact she might as well have given me herpes because I will never escape her grasp. (Let me be clear that I in fact do not have herpes. Just a really bad case of genital warts that look like that tree guy from Indonesia.)   (Wait I should … [Read more...]