Kung Fuck

So, a little background to this story... I fucking love Kung Fu, not like that shitty Forbidden Kingdom crap, but old legit ass kick flicks.

So here I am on a Saturday morning, watching some movie with Jet Li in it when who should walk downstairs but my ex-girlfriend Torry. Now, I hadn't showered in like three days, which is cool because I go to an all guys school, but honestly I smelt awful. Smelly, unshaven, and probably hungover, I turned and acknowledged her existence; then refocused my attention on the movie.

"Hey" I said

I don't know how this transition occurred but literally 2o minutes later I was getting tossed off by a Half Naked Torry, all the while still watching the Kung Fu not saying a word. Finally, when she (or should I say I) was done, I pretended to pass out so Torry would leave, then rewound the movie and watched it again.

It was a good start to a Saturday

-Danish