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one of my best guy friends took me out to jillians. it was on a monday night so most people were like 'we'll celebrate it this weekend.' i was cool with it but he was die hard on me doing it the 'right way'. so, it was me and guys. we played pool and i kept telling them i could outdrink them and i said 'let's quit being sissies and let's do 151 shots!!!' every time the waitress came by, i would take a shot and the guys would be like 'you didn't take the shot'. the dreadful next day, i realized that they were doing it to coax me into a drunken stupor. then, my best guy friend ended up making me crash at his place because he was worried because i started flirted with all of the guys in the bar. this was only after being there for 2 hours. i went into a hallucinating oblivion. later, that morning, around 5 AM i woke him up and got on top of him. the next day, he made me swear i wouldn't say anything(he is a 'nice' guy and i caught him on his 'rebound' month) because he didn't want anyone to know that we were THAT close. after that, we NEVER slept together again. and he's been my best friend ever since.
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