The electric shaver incident -
He got me evicted from a house I rented when I was 17. It was fine for him, he was old enough to rent a place by himself and happy to move back with his parents. I was underage and my parents had moved back to Canada.
When he left, he forgot some stuff. One of those items was his electric shaver, which I, uh, used before returning to him. Every morning from then on, as I woke up in the fold-out couch at my friend's government-subsidized apartment I thought about him unknowingly rubbing my girly bits across his face and I felt a little better.


[Edited on Apr 24, 2005 8:30AM]