you're about to be dumped at an ATO party?
I've convinced you to take it up the ass, and inexplicably, for the first time you can't come up with a good reason NOT to take it there, even though there's 300 people in a house designed to accommodate 5. (Plus there's probably a video camera documenting the entire meaningless encounter for historical accuracy and internet posterity
wish I had on me you bitch who screws around with one of my pledge brothers then comes and offers the golden peach.)
Oh well, at least I tasted the peach.