Help your Slutty Valentine keep track of her little treasures, condoms, phone numbers, etc with one of these keepsake boxes. Our favorite is the one labeled Strumpet.
Send your TRUE, funny stories recapping a slutty experience or sex gone wrong to slutrehab@gmail.com.
Leave your lame "OMG, got totes wasted and made out with my BFF" stories behind. Been there. Done that. We want your jaw-dropping, head-shaking tales. Nothing too erotic or graphic, just witty and scandalous.
Submissions should be no more than 300 words. We will edit for grammar and length if necessary, but your story will stay intact.
Give your guy a code name so no one gets sued, and if you'd like some anonymity too use your good old stripper name (pet's name and the street you grew up on).
There's no compensation for stories except for maybe some revenge on that guy you wish you'd never laid your eyes--or hands--on in the first place.
Don’t you wish you had just said no to that lanky, pimple-faced guy instead of using him for a cab ride home and then rewarding him with sex?
How about the Pillsbury Doughboy lookalike who somehow greaseballed his way into your bed?
And whatever happened to that guy who just couldn’t get it up?
If your college days were so much fun that your friends should had given you an intervention, then welcome to SLUT REHAB!
Remember: the first step in recovery is admitting you have a problem!
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