This story starts out on Michigan States campus in the heart of East Lansing where the chicks run deep and the beer flows cheap. Now Most nights would start off with some pre drinking at a house full of looking to get laid guys before heading off to spend $17.50 at the bar and stumble home with a girl who wanted to get fucked because her boyfriend back home told her he wanted some time to think. Well tonight wasn't that different. I walk into a 4 bedroom house holding a 30 pack of my favorite American lager (Busch). There are six 20 something college guys sitting around a radio with a shot glass in front of each of them and beer cans draped across there feet. My first thought was shit i'm late. The guys are 24 minutes into a game of power hour which is played by pouring a shot glass full of beer and drinking 1 every minute while a hour long cd shoots a new song off every 60 seconds. So everyone is about two beers in so i shotgun two beers and enter the game. After the five beers in 60 minutes i have too take a monster piss. I go outside where i have basically made the side of the house my personal urinal and start to take my piss when everyone comes running out of the house ready for the bar. So i shake and start walking. We enter the bar just in time to beat the rush of kids looking for the special that ends in twenty minutes. Now its time to start sleezing, usually there is a standard of only talking to girls in the 7 and up range but that drastically fades as beer pours down my throat and i find myself talking to a 5 or 6. I look across the room and see my buddy rob talking to a girl about equivalent to the one in front of me so i feel better about myself. I start to realize how dumb this dunce of a girl is I'm talking to and tell her i got to piss. I leave and never see her again so I'm on the prowl again i walk by rob and he says his girl has a party two blocks away. I say fuck it and we start walking. The longer we walk i realize were not going to a party were headed back to the house so rob can bag this girl and I'm the reason he wont have to cuddle with her after. Now Im pissed because i could have brought that 6 back too but i start thinking maybe hes setting up the tag team. So we get back to the house a couple minutes later and Rob starts in with the you're so beautiful bit so i play along and tell her shes cute until we have her standing there in her panties. Shes a little pale for my liking but nice ass and some not so flattering saggy tits. I decided to play just the wing man in this op and let rob get his. Rob takes her in the room and walks out about 20 minutes later with a smile on his face. I assume shes getting ready but he tells me that she passed out. Now I have some respect for the ladies but if you pass out in someones house you don't know after getting fucked 20 minutes after leaving the bar you deserved to get shamed. So I start thinking it would be a great idea to cover this slut in hot dogs. Koegel's hot dogs of course the finest hot dog made because the slogan is "Serve the Curve". I cover 23 uncooked and 1 blackened dog that i found in the fridge over her entire body and we head back to the bar. We enter the bar again to find our friends drooling over the same girls and decide to have a drink and leave. I figure ill give up for the night and settle for my ex girlfriend who is a guarantee. We get back to the house and find 19 of the 24 total hot dogs. And thats the hot dog girl
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