In the Bluff
I went to college in very rural Eastern Washington. There just wasn’t that much to do there. One night we were playing poker for flaming shots of Bacardi 151. I am a dreadful poker player. Needless to say, I lost and got wasted in the process.
After the poker game, we came back to our room. I flung off all my clothes and went to bed naked. A couple of hours later I woke up when I had to go to the bathroom. I turned toward my bathrobe. I turned toward the door. Turned toward the bathrobe. Turned toward the door. Bathrobe. Door. Bathrobe. Door. Big decision, you know? Finally, in my muddled state I found my solution – I walked out the door of our room and down the hallway of our coed dorm stark naked, dragging my bathrobe behind me. Fortunately, it was 3 am and everyone had gone to bed, and another (female) dormmate saw me in the hall and put me into my bathrobe. But you know the story was all over the dorm floor by breakfast! Guys I thought of as brothers all had a twinkle in their eye for days.
Now, you’d think my very best friend in the whole world would have stopped me from walking out the door of our room like that! She swears there wasn’t time, but I’m still a tad bitter. I don’t think I’ve played poker since. Come to think of it, I’ve steered clear of shot glasses ever since too.
- submitted by anonymous




















June 25th, 2009 at 3:49 pm
Ya know.. I had no idea if tihs storywas written by a guy or girl…
Not that it really matters thourh,
I was picturing a guy recounting this eeprixnece, and thinking of his “Brothers” having a twinkle in their eye for him was a really funny image.
“Hey Bro, I heard you get naked soimtmees.. wink wink nudge nudge Konw what I mean know what I mean.”
ASWEOME!!1ds
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