“Okay, here’s the idea,” I continue, my throat dry so I grab my beer for a quick sip, the cool liquid doing nothing to calm the fire starting low in my belly.
“We grab a jar or a bowl, whatever’s around, and everyone writes down dares on slips...
“Okay, here’s the idea,” I continue, my throat dry so I grab my beer for a quick sip, the cool liquid doing nothing to calm the fire starting low in my belly.
“We grab a jar or a bowl, whatever’s around, and everyone writes down dares on slips...