I’m scared to buy any more in vain

Well, I made it. I’m no longer a teenager. It’s nice and all, but let me tell you a little story.

In my junior year of high school, for some reason my good Asian friend Ying Lo brought me a paper bag with two condoms in it from some free condom venture or something. I (naturally) took one out of its wrapper to check out what they were like, seeing that I was such a social failure and all, and I put the other in my wallet.

Well, condom number two expires in December. So, uh, I’d best get cracking on that, eh?

So, if you have a vagina and I have any contact with you, I would suggest being extra vaginally vigilant when you’re around me for the next month; I’m going to be coming onto you like a fat chick at a wedding reception.

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