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Invasion of the Topless Cheerleaders
Posted:06/21/2004
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So I am just sitting in my apartment by myself because my other three roomates were at home for the weekend(the pussies)contemplating on whether I should start getting hammered by myself. I got a twelve pack of Bud in the fridge so I couldn't help myself.
After about two beers and about 10 phone calls later to try and figure out what i was gonna do that night I get a knock at the door. I open the door and there is my moderately attractive neighbor from a couple of doors down, and she asks me if I wanna party with her and a couple of friends. I was like, "Hell yeah lets go."
We walk in her apartment and there were her three other decent looking roomates dressed pretty sexy. Right away we start playing drinking games. This goes on for a solid hour or two when one of the girls gets a phone call from one of her friends that she apparently hadn't talked to in forever(I gathered this from the screaming).
So she gets off the phone and says that her friend is coming over with 6 of her girlfriends. By this time I'm on the borderline of making sense drunk and stumbling drunk so I was like: ah shit this is gonna be great...me and 12 chicks getting hammered.
The ladies arrive about 15 minutes later and they are all smoking hot cheerleaders that are on a traveling cheerleading squad that are just getting ready to go to their schools after the tour. Come to find out they cheered for Hugh Hefner during the summer at the Playboy Mansion. They all have their own drinks which were all typical chick drinks and they started getting smashed.
For about half an hour or so the ladies were drinking pretty heavily trying to catch a buzz, and I'm trying to drink a little slower so I can make sense of what they are saying to me and trying to make sense of what I say to them.
They are all getting pretty smashed when they started talking about nipple sizes and who had big ones and who had small ones (what a great conversation to be in with all chicks). So in my drunkedness I have to make it known that I have the best nipples in the room (which was a blatant lie) and take my shirt off to show the ladies my nipples.
This is where the good part starts. They started to argue with me and said that they all had better nipples than me.
Once again my drunkedness makes me say that I doubted it and I would put money on the situation. One by one they started taking their shirts off and I was sitting there with 7 cheerleaders and 5 of my female neighbors topless! I was like holy shit, God strike me down right now!
But through his good graces he lets me live and I ended up getting with one of them at my apartment and had her friends barge in my bedroom in the middle of the action. I had to get up and close the door and return to my hot airhead cheerleader in my bed and finish my duty. That is the best night of my college life, what am I talking about, the best night of my life.
This will definitly be one of those stories that I will keep from my girlfriends and wife someday.
After about two beers and about 10 phone calls later to try and figure out what i was gonna do that night I get a knock at the door. I open the door and there is my moderately attractive neighbor from a couple of doors down, and she asks me if I wanna party with her and a couple of friends. I was like, "Hell yeah lets go."
We walk in her apartment and there were her three other decent looking roomates dressed pretty sexy. Right away we start playing drinking games. This goes on for a solid hour or two when one of the girls gets a phone call from one of her friends that she apparently hadn't talked to in forever(I gathered this from the screaming).
So she gets off the phone and says that her friend is coming over with 6 of her girlfriends. By this time I'm on the borderline of making sense drunk and stumbling drunk so I was like: ah shit this is gonna be great...me and 12 chicks getting hammered.
The ladies arrive about 15 minutes later and they are all smoking hot cheerleaders that are on a traveling cheerleading squad that are just getting ready to go to their schools after the tour. Come to find out they cheered for Hugh Hefner during the summer at the Playboy Mansion. They all have their own drinks which were all typical chick drinks and they started getting smashed.
For about half an hour or so the ladies were drinking pretty heavily trying to catch a buzz, and I'm trying to drink a little slower so I can make sense of what they are saying to me and trying to make sense of what I say to them.
They are all getting pretty smashed when they started talking about nipple sizes and who had big ones and who had small ones (what a great conversation to be in with all chicks). So in my drunkedness I have to make it known that I have the best nipples in the room (which was a blatant lie) and take my shirt off to show the ladies my nipples.
This is where the good part starts. They started to argue with me and said that they all had better nipples than me.
Once again my drunkedness makes me say that I doubted it and I would put money on the situation. One by one they started taking their shirts off and I was sitting there with 7 cheerleaders and 5 of my female neighbors topless! I was like holy shit, God strike me down right now!
But through his good graces he lets me live and I ended up getting with one of them at my apartment and had her friends barge in my bedroom in the middle of the action. I had to get up and close the door and return to my hot airhead cheerleader in my bed and finish my duty. That is the best night of my college life, what am I talking about, the best night of my life.
This will definitly be one of those stories that I will keep from my girlfriends and wife someday.
- Illinois State Univeristy
Editors Note:
I think the nipple contest beats the kissing contest. The trick would be to combine them.
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