We drove down 4th Street past campus and the Panther Paw where the apartment ghettos begin. And that's where I saw a couple walking down the sidewalk and holding hands. The dude was on the left, and young lady was on the right. In right hand she held a very nice looking beer bong--white funnel, forest green transparent tubing, with some type of lock system to keep the tubing wound.
That dude has found a keeper.
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