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Poor Trip was depressed after the house nearly burned down. The phone startled him as it rang out. Trip picked up the phone to have his spirits instantly lifted as it was Tate and Paradox on the line. "Awww Trip, we were just thinking about you and thought you could use a party." Paradox said. Tate chimed in, "Yes, yes, we know how real clubber parties make you happy. We are having one right now. Want to come over?". It was like instant add water happiness for Trip. "Hell yes yall! This is just what I needed! I will be right over!". Of course Trip knew this was just a party with his two favorite wimmin folk. He was gonna go dressed for the occasion. Showered and shaved, he slipped on his banana pants, because what lady didn't love banana pants? He took one last glance in the mirror, "I'm so fucking hot in these pants. This is gonna be a sexy party for sure!". Off he ran to the location...
When he walked into the house, he could hear laughter and other girl noises. Trip puffed out his chest like the prized bull walking into the herd. "Hello Ladies...I am here. The party can star........what the fuck?". Bouncing on the bed, the two women he trusted with everything were waving menacing boners at him! Trip stumbled back in shock and fear. "What kind of party is this?????" he cried. Tate grinned that evil grin "It is a party just for you my dearest Trip.". Paradox chimed in a little too giggley "Come closer Trip...it won't hurt a bit.".
I won't say what happened, but it is safe to say Trip walked away in defeat. Trip won't be the same.
Tate and Paradox Wear:
Pants: Mossu - Wood Sweatpants
Trip Wears:
Pants: Mossu - Wood Sweatpants