When my lube kept going ‘missing’, I finally checked in my roommates room. Sure enough, there were three bottles of Astroglide under his bed. I pulled them out and left them on the bed. Later that day he brought them back, red faced as fuck. I told him, ‘keep a bottle dude, but buy your own.’ He said he was too embarrassed to buy it himself. So we went off to Target later. I told him, just pick the checkout line with the cutest dude and make eye contact. He did, the clerk turned red as fuck, but ran after him as we were leaving, and shoved his phone number at him. Yup. They hooked up a couple days later. Good times…
