Unfortunately, my dating history is devoid of spin-the-bottle memories. Same goes for seven minutes in heaven.
My teenage friends were, like, totally above those games.
Just kidding.
The more likely explanation is that I simply wasn't cool enough to be invited to parties where kissing games were on the agenda. Four years at an all-girls school probably didn't help, either.
Anyway, I felt a little out of the loop after reading the lessons this writer learned from spin-the-bottle.
I never knew a seemingly innocent game could so profoundly affect your love life.
Tell me: Should I lose sleep over a lack of spin-the-bottle memories?