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mister, would you please help my pony?

So last night was an experiment in sociology, for sure. It started with an innocent trip to my neighbour's to fix his computer. It being thursday they were having some beers and playing beer pong on a large plywood-and-sawhorse contraption in the kitchen. And, weak will that I have, I was soon throwin back a brew or two myself. A few girls from the local college were there as well, discussing dorm life and bad RA's and the like. These were true Maine gals, too, evidenced by the fact that they referred to each other by their last names as if they were a bunch of guys in a locker room. 'Baker! I'm drunk..' The interesting part was when we were sitting around playing some guitar and watching MTV's spring break rage on tv... I caught Baker starring at the tv in what could only be described as utter disgust as bikini clad spring breakers shaked their booty all over the screen. You could tell she was not impressed yet she wanted to be there too. She wanted to be that bikini girl giving away her self respect for a beer and a cheer from the crowd. The instant gratification of peer acceptance danced in front of her, flickering on the screen, and she narrowed her eyes to slits, glaring through her mascara. It's funny how much someone can have so much self loathing and almost not even know it.


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