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Well, none of you know this, but I actually grew up in Texas, and p1mpdogg was a buddy of mine in high school. Not my best friend or anything like that, but just in the group that I hung with and shot the shit with, the regular stuff.
Anyway, one night the whole bunch of us got in our trucks and went to see a movie at the drive-in, I think it was Terminator 1. Might have been E.T, I'm not sure. We had some chicks along, and had injected a whole bunch of oranges with vodka to feed them with, but ended up eating most of it ourselves, so my
memory's a bit hazy.
So we've all got our trucks parked backwards so we can snog the chicks in the back, and are missing most of the movie. But yeah, I forgot to mention that Trey was on the tail-end of a hefty bout of stomach flu, and was feeling somewhat queesy.
Suddenly the dawg is outta the truck and high-tails it to the shrubs growing on the side, he told us afterwards that he knew he'd never make it to to toilets, and he gets out of his overalls between some bushes and squats down to have a crap. Ten minutes later he comes strolling back and gets into the back of his truck, and his date lets out this god-awful shriek.
At this stage we'd all noticed the smell, at first I thought that a sewer upwind from us was clogged or something, but we soon realised where it was coming from: p1mpdogg. Turns out that when he squatted down, he was in such a hurry that he hadn't made sure that his overall was out the way, and consequently deposited his message all over the inside of it. He only realised it afterwards when he shrugged it back on, and it hit the back of his neck with this wet splooge.
We made him stand downwind on the edge of the tarmac for the rest of the movie.
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