speaking of waxing...
 

I used to live in the basement of my house, below ground. I had a window that looked out onto a brick wall, more or less. So one night, I am in my room waxing my bikini line. I locked my door just in case my roommate came home, so I would be warned. I had the window open, as it was a HOT summer night.

All of the sudden, I hear "Hey, look at this!" There are two guys crouching down on the top of the brick wall watching me. I freaked out, of course, and ran out of the room. Now I am locked out of my room wearing my t-shirt and a thong.

I go up to the president's room to ask for keys, but she is not there, because the CHAPTER CONSULTANT is staying in her room instead.

Well, it kind of melts, so there really isnt any spitting or swallowing involved, but i guess it would be a swallow thing. It tastes like sugar.;)

What made you want to taste it??

LOL -- DeltaBetaBaby, that is a GREAT story!

Well I didn't want to at first, but my roommate said that she had done it before and said that it was good. I guess I was a little curious, so i tried it.

Re: speaking of waxing...
 

That really sucks! At least you made some guys day.lol
Hope that shirt didn't have your letters on it. lol