So check it out. One night, I went home with this guy I met at a bar. He was smart and funny and charismatic… Seemed like the perfect one-night stand candidate. After fucking the shit out of him for hours and hours, I was pretty dirty, AND late for my Spelling Bee. “No big deal,” I thought to myself, “I’ll just jump in his shower and head out the door.” But that was easier said than done. I was totally screwed out of the shower, just when I really needed one. I grabbed his towel, jetted out the door and began my search for hygiene all over New York City. Needless to say, things got pretty fuckin’ weird.
