Amanda and Scott were the only people I knew on our team of six people! That meant that someone had to let this random dude do a body shot off them. The two girls on our team politely giggled and excused themselves, so that meant it came down to me or Scott. Since we all figured my bellybutton was probably cleaner than Scott's, I volunteered to take one for the team. After daintily slurping a bellybutton-full of tequila right from my navel...
I was so drunk I almost threw up on her stomach trying to choke down a buch of spray whipped cream mixed with whatever it was that they poured into her belly button. But hey, FREE DRINKS!
