last night at the gym, i saw scott. about 8 years ago, i went to a strip club for my friend's bachelorette party. how do i remember his name was scott? well, because he was the only dude i thought was cute and everytime he came out, my friends put dollar bills over my head. him and my forehead caught cozy ( i wouldn't let him kiss me in the lips. yes, i was prude back then.. or was it insanely devoted to my bf? i forget). for the longest time, my bf at the time wouldn't kiss me on the forehead. he said, "you never know what funk you got from sc-ooohhh-tt. jealous booger.