The aftermath of a party at my pal Julia's parents' place in the 70s (these are not her parents pictured). God, I wish it was the '70s. Everytime I go over to a nice dinner party and suggest a little swinging, everyone acts all huffy and stuckup. Like a little wife-swapping ever hurt anyone?
Jeez, it's 2012 people. If you're not a diaper-lover or wife-swapper, get over yourself. A little '70s partying might do you good.
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This looks more like a murder scene.
Keep your goddamn hands off my wife!
"Okay, so we learned something, Betty. This fetish doesn't work if we both take the roofies."
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