FML – Fuck My Liver

The bright lights of New York City.  The streets teeming with activity.  It swallows you whole… and so did she.

I flew to New York for business, and decided to stay the weekend.  I had some friends and family close to the city, so it would be nice to catch up with them. I don’t get to make the trip that often.

Friday night a college friend and I head to the Upper West side, to visit and pregame with his 21 year old sister and her two roommates and…  it. is. on. The three of them attend the fashion institute.  In fact, the apartment was a three bedroom but they turned the one room into a gigantic closet.  They are right in my wheelhouse.

We obviously get pretty lit and I’m feeling out the three of them the entire time.  One gets anxious and calls a hookup to come meet them around 12:30.  I think my buddy wanted her, so he decides to goes home, but tells me to stay with them.

It’s time to close.

Before I know it, I’m making out with my buddy’s sister in front of her place.

We head up stairs and just attack each other.  She asks if I had condoms on me, and of course I don’t.  Before I can think about playing Russian Roulette she goes “It’s cool, we got a drawer of them.” Really?  Well I guess she’s being safe right? Ugh.

When I woke up at 11, there were 3 to 4 condoms on the floor… my buddy isn’t coming till maybe 3 PM… so what do you do?  You take three girls to brunch, and you never tell your buddy, but put it on a Web site called FuckMyLiver.com.

Don’t you love getting this text from a girl you’ve had a one night stand with too? Let me start by adding to the beginning “I have a condom drawer”

“And seriously I rly don’t normally do that! Even though it was a fun weekend!”