The story you are about to hear is true. Only the names have been changed to protect the ~~innocent~~ naughty.
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Waking up hungover. Ugh, you know the feeling, that groggy haze blanketed over a headache. Even worse if you’ve got a flight in a couple hours to go see your folks over the holidays, so you head to the bathroom to take a shower, wash the smell of booze off of you, and make some feeble attempt to seize the day.
That’s when you realize, standing in front of the mirror, that you’ve got a cock-n-balls (among other things) scribbled on your face with a Sharpie.
Fuck.
Let’s roll back about 12 hours. My senior year again, but first semester – before I’d started hooking up with Megan ([from other stories](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gxsmh2/from_check_out_my_new_engagement_ring_to_bent/)). I honestly don’t even remember which holiday it was, coming up on either Thanksgiving or Christmas. I’m living in a house with two other people, and we had some sort of party with a bunch of folks over, including several from the racecar team I was working on. This includes my buddy Nick, and his girlfriend Sara.