She wasn’t the smartest woman on the planet - by any means - but she helped pay the bills and I put up with her. “Come on, it’s going to be one of our last college parties,” she whined. I sighed. “Sure, okay.” “Yay!” Her excitement was not contagious. “I have the perfect costume idea for you,” she continued. “What is it?” “Wait. You want to hear about my costume first?” A few more months, and I can get a place of my own, I thought to myself as I smiled at her. “Sure, what’s your costume?” “Sexy cupid.” A wild look crept into her eyes. “Do you like it? Huh?” “Common, but I think you can pull it off.” I paused, wondering if I really wanted the answer to my next question. “What’s mine?” “Sexy joint.” “What the fuck is a sexy joint?”
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