The morning after, I.D., worry about stds and pregnancy, her age. It didn’t cross my mind that she could be lost. I just kicked and tossed, “quit hogging the covers,” after all we’re just lovers. Glad you got to stay, I’ll call you later. It’s all about me, me, me, heck no I’m not gonna date her. I met her last night, I don’t know her from Adam. Her name? I think it’s Eve. But she’s the one that pursued me! I was minding my own business at the bar, she brought me a shot, “try this” I mean she was hot. My eyes wanted what my body needed, it didn’t take much pleading to get my mind to start agreeing. The heart, it’s what took the work, conviction, convincing, too much tension, just give in. One time won’t hurt, it leads to 10. 10 follows 10 more and add 10 again. You realize you’ve hit thirty and it’s gone too far. You feel dirty and scarred, you’re hurting and tarred. Looking for Ashton Kutcher, you just got barred, into your sin without warning or knowledge, you just can’t win. These times, they are different, it’s not saying no to blow from Joe or I’m waiting until marriage, you must answer systematically and academically why no bro? Everyone is doing it, it’s all about your feel good, don’t worry about her, I mean who should?

You finally agree, amongst the bombardment of rebuttals. Your morality’s greatest defense is crumbling because you haven’t been in attendance. Skip church, skip prayer, skip the only things that will build sense. Instead let’s drink a little more before we go, I’ll give up partying for next years Lent. Tonight is celebration. We have done it again boys, we have led him astray. He thought his poor excuses would get him away from being the prey but it’s just like every other day. When he puts himself in situations in which he knows he cannot succeed, all we then have to do is wait for the seed to proceed. Along its normal path of heartache and wretchedness. The algorithm created is perfect for all even him. Pass the shot, this ones mine, as he turns it up. We won the battle! Another point us! Let them stumble to the car. If they make it home for embrace, we will toast again, but if not, and they hit a pole, we will shortly welcome them! Win, win!