The Request

I'm sitting here about to heat up some leftovers, write a program, study for a test, and generally have a total mental breakdown (hopefully I'll get to watch house before I lose all my mental faculties, though) when I hear a knock at my door. It's the knock of my neighbor -- the one I have over for dinner sometimes and who watches Jack for me when I'm gone -- I guess I should call her "my friend."

So I get up, unlock all the locks, flip on the light switch and open the door. "Hi." "Hey."

"So I have this really odd request..." "Uhuh?" "Can I buy a condom from you?"

I shit you not. And then the rest of the story, I'll plead the 5th about.


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