Hot Tub Dude Machine...
Back in high school one of my friends parents had a hot tub on their back deck. This led our circle of friends to end up at his house A LOT always trying to call as many girls as we could. Baiting women with a free hot tub had to work right? They had to want to hang out with us? I mean, who has access to a hot tub in the blue collar suburbs of Philadelphia? Sometimes it worked and sometimes it didn't...actually most of the time it didn't. Regardless the ratios were ALWAYS off. 6 guys to every 1 girl were never good odds.
Whenever my friends parents went away we put our action plan into over-drive. He and I called and called...no response. "Where could all the girls be?" we thought. Most of the time we figured recruiting another friend over to call all the girls in his phone might work. Victory in numbers right? Nah, that didn't work either. While we were waiting for him to come over we figured there is nothing wrong with 2 shirtless guys in a hot tub on a Friday night after a long week of school... right? The issue with calling an additional friend to come over is he brings a friend...who then brings a friend and before you know it...Boom...6 shirtless dudes in a hot tub. 0 girls. Backfire. Damn.
When no girls came over and we lost all energy to call we all just sat in the hot tub together. Just 6 dudes, hanging out, telling the stories of the week and laughing. For whatever reason this would be the moment his parents would come home and find the house a mess, guys clothing laying on the floor like a breadcrumb trail to the deck...and then they would slide open the glass doors to find us...shirtless...and giggling. His mother would say something along the lines of "Uh? What's going on here...and...uh...is there something you want to tell us?" And his dad would put his head in his hands and walk away.
YourFriendMatt