I should have been at my buddy's bachelor party last night. Should have because he's a friend. Should have because it sounded like fun. Should have because a bunch of skydivers were there. Should have because I didn't want to be as tired as I was and as lame as I was, going to bed early and reading.

And then I hear about the strippers -- one pocked with surgery scars, the other a chest full of bulbous implants with nipples facing completely opposite directions -- and I hear about how they got down on the hangar floor and had a gigantic orgy with multiple people and inanimate objects involved, and I'm pretty happy I stayed at home and watched "She Spies" instead.

And EEW! -- I had to pack my parachute on that carpet today.

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