“Pit stop abortion”
My husband, best friend and I went to the beach one weekend, but along the way during the 3 hour trip, we pulled into the parking lot of a nondescript brick building. Curious, I asked, “What’s going on? Something wrong with the car?” I was told we had to stop to get an abortion for my best friend, and it was my husband’s kid. The parking lot was for the clinic.
— *sigh*
Aftermath: We signed divorce papers a month later. They are now engaged and living together, and I’m happier than I’ve ever been in my life.
“PU”
We were about to go at it when the smell hit me, the most awful smell my nose has ever experienced. I uncontrollably went limp but since I’m a nice guy, I told her I had erectile dysfunction.
—Bukowski
Aftermath: I immediately got an STD test.