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The Party Foul

The Party Foul

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Kelly Oxford
Aug 15, 2024
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The following story is true.
Most names are changed to protect the innocent and the guilty.


SORRY! FIRST DRAFT WAS SENT OUT IN MASS EMAIL. Fun.
Edited version here :)




The last party my friend Craig threw was a costume party, which ended in an orgy in his Culver City backyard. I saw Map of the Ukraine pulling up Spongebob’s Sponge, the eastern borders of Ukraine… sliding up yellow-sea-thigh.

I decided to go to Craig’s latest party at the last minute. I’ve been feeling intuitively homebody-ish, as loose ends in my life are being tied up on their own. But I needed some connection, and the party was being thrown close to me, at a Chateau Marmont bungalow, this time instead of Culver City.

Arriving to a bungalow full of hot men, I had to pee terribly, as I do all day.


I’m washing my hands when a group of people come into the bathroom.

”Oop! Sorry!” the shortest one says to me, but immediately turns his back to me.

I climb into the bathtub and watch as more people than four people enter, and the door is closed.

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