I've never been in an orgy and my cinematography skills during sex result in a Blair Witch Project like effect. So here goes. The Setting: Buenos Aires, Argentina Scadelous Act: I was reading my girlfriends emails while she was studying in Paris. It went on for five months. Through this scandelous act I found out she was cheating on me with a French froggert which resulted in a snowball effect of "hijo de puta" acts and reactions on my part. Thankfully, I adopted the pre-emptive strike doctrine and slept with a really hot blue eyed argentian girl one week after my girlfriend left Buenos Aires for France. I never confesed to my cheating slutacious ways. My justification for this was that as a patriotic American I must never relinquish the higher moral ground. Conclusion: The reading of the emails was actually the least scandelous act during the affair. But it did ignite a horrible sequence of events.
hmmm.....lost my virginity with my then gf in a hostel. Like 10 other people were in the room (I knew them all).
I pissed in a Listerine bottle of some guys who used to always start crap with people in college. It was the yellow kind so I am sure they never knew.
When I was a graduate teaching assistant, I dated one of my students. Got called on the carpet for that one but denied everything (I think they were afraid of a sexual harassment suit). When she left the university to go to another place the following semester, it put me in a prolonged funk.
Hmm. I'm not sure what my most scandalous thing would be, although I did get completely naked in front of roughly 200 people once.
Since most scandalous is apparently not allowed (not that I have anything anyway). I was driving through midtown toward Montrose to pick up my brother late in a summer evening with my windows down. I stopped at a red light in a deserted intersection when a guy without a shirt says something to me. I didn't hear, so I said "What?" He repeats himself but I still don't hear it, so he comes to the window and says instead, "Can I get a ride?" I'm not sure why, but I said okay. He gets in and says his place is several blocks south. He asks me if I do drugs, and I say No. He says I'm pretty straight-laced. I say Yes. He asks if I like to have sex with men and I suddenly realize (I'm a little slow on the uptake) that I've picked up a male prostitute. I find a nearby corner to drop him off and he thanks me for the ride (not the ride ride).
Dear Penthouse, I know this will sound crazy, but the story is 100% true. I was hanging out in my apartment lifting weights when I heard a knock at the door. I opened it to see a cheerleading squad in my hallway. Their van had broken down and they needed to use my shower....
We were in Cancun on one of those booze cruises that stopped on a small island. They had a stage there where they performed various shows. Anyway, we met a group of attractive ladies and were hanging out with them. One of the acts they had was where they brought 10 people from the audience down to play a scavenger hunt game. One of the girls we met was chosen. Who ever brought back the stuff first won. One of the items they were supposed to collect was a pair of men's underwear. So, while everyone else was trying to get theirs discreetly, I stood up, moved into the aisle, pulled my shirt off, then pulled my shorts down, then handed her the boxers, waved to the crowd, pulled up my shorts, and sat back down. She won, btw.
does scandalous have to mean making out with various random people over a short stretch of time high school: i was the getaway driving in a snatch and run at a clothing store.
lol, my car broke down in a middle of the boonies somewhere and it was raining. luckily i saw a farm nearby. i knocked on the door and an old farmer answered. he said i can stay as long as i didn't sleep with her daughter. i said okay, "how hot can an inbred hick be". then his daughter walked in and she was just absolutely stunning...
In 8th grade, I asked this chick out in summer camp. She was kind of an odd-ball, although not unattractive, really...but she was unorthodox in a lot of ways. At any rate, we had a field trip to the mall the day after I asked her out, and we spent the day together. It was the first real "date" of any kind I had up to that point in my life, and I was keenly aware of how I looked and far too self-concious. I took a lot of **** for going out with her since, like I said, she was a bit of an odd-ball and teased by a lot of the boys (and many girls). Anyway, I was too embarassed by the whole thing and "broke up" with her the next day at camp (as much as you can break up with anyone after "going out" with them for one day...ahh, junior high). This upset her a lot and my reasons for the breakup were all crap (I didn't tell her I was embarassed to be dating her due to all the other guys making fun of me). I still feel really bad about that whole thing to this day, because we really did get along pretty well. Anyway, that low point in my love life was followed by a decade of NOTHING until I met my wife, so I was punished quite sufficiently for my ******* behaviour. No excuse for it, though.
I didn't find it scandalous at the time, Manny, but I had an affair with a hot chick in a upper grad level course, while she was having an affair with the young, brilliant professor. The kicker? The three of us hung out with each other outside of class, knew what was going on, and had a great time. By the way, I got an A... and she got a B.
You know those tags on pillows that say, "Do not remove under penalty of law..." well, I removed them; all of them. There, I said it. I confess.
Right now my daughters I'll-shoot-you-if-you-come-near-them-years-old (not even 10, buddy), and my wife is go-ahead-and-try-it-but-I-doubt-she-will-give-you-a-chance-years-old. JuanValdez, dude, I was really saying "Can I get a light?!?" but you understood wrong.
