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The other night I heared what was clearly whip sounds followed by loud yelps. I froze in my tracks, you know, like you do---and G said "Don't worry. They're hazing across the street. I'd heared something about this." I was like SHOULD WE CALL THE POLICE? and of course he very logically pointed out there was no reason to call---they were there willingly....even eagerly. Later I heared them loudly leaving, laughing, talking, having fun. No indication they had just had this huge homo-erotic moment in there. WHATEVER BLOWS YER HAIR BACK, BUDDY.