While in Big Bear for my good friends bachelor party, it was recommended that I welcome one of our old fraternity brothers with a very unique and special greeting. He was the last one of 13 guys to show up to the giant house we rented, and he was deserving of a punishment. In a moment of brilliance, I decided that there was no better way to greet an old frat brother I haven't seen in years, than to make him so uncomfortable that he had an aneurysm as a result of a violent, unwilling, skull fucking. I'm not quite sure why nor how I developed such a talented ability to creep out my friends, but if anyone demands an answer, I would have to blame the Marine Corps Officer training pipeline, the ultra strict upbringing of my parents, and the Catholic church. God Bless.
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