David and I were talking last night about this old band geekie thing we used to do...or not me, but the sousaphone players, of which he was one. They would sneak up behind people, and swipe the bell of their sousaphone right between someone's ass cheeks and yell "credit card!"
Very geekie, I know.
Anyway, so David was not really big on giving the credit cards, but Stephanie was. She swiped every ass in the band at least four times from what I recall, and even made like she was going to do it to the band teacher, but she chickened out.
One day, Stephanie was standing alone and not really paying attention, so David had his chance.
David: I got behind her, and I guess I did it too hard because I lifted her up off the ground and everything. And she had this look on her face...
Jessie: That's not so much of a credit card as it is anal rape.
David: No. The look on her face said that it was much more than anal rape. I had maxed out my gold card. Stephanie stopped credit carding people after that.
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