Man I must've been still mostly asleep when dressin this morning.

I can't believe I put boxers on and then jeans. I almost always go commando in jeans anymore...it feels awfully cramped.
FREEDOM!!!!!!!

My junk shows and the friction of jeans on cock can cause a party in my pants...until it hurts.

I can't think of a more smug, condescending group of like-minded individuals

than homeschooling parents.

Well, stay-at-home moms, too, but there's a lot of overlap there.

I'm drunk and I just smushed a townie

Don't care if I remember this tomorrow, still happened. Later nerds.

When I was 21 and pretty much looking to bang anything that walked

I went out with a couple of buddies of mine. I met some chick there and she gave me her number to call her later.

I waited the appropriate amount of time (like 3 or 4 days I can't recall at this moment) and called her and had a pleasant conversation with her. We decided to meet up the following evening at one of my buddies house and she would bring a friend with her for my pal.

She shows up wearing sweatpants. I figure, what the hell, maybe she's just down to earth. She then proceeds to tell me she doesn't have a high school diploma. Okay, Okay I can handle this, she wants to get her GED, so thats cool, right?

No big deal, we continue with our evening and she informs us that she's hungry. Still wanting to get laid, I figure this has to be my way in. I ask what she wants to eat and she decides to just pick up the phone and dial carryout. She wanted some rib tips from the local strip club. This is strike 3 for me now but I am sucked into this evening and can't figure a way out.

We go and pickup the rib tips and she runs in with her friend. There was no way I was paying a cover to get some carryout. She comes back and starts to tell a story of something that occurred while she was in there. I can't recall the story but it must have been funny because all I can remmber was the ending when she said "I was ####in gagging, yo."

We took the rib tips back to my buddies place (they were pretty good) and called it a night. She did not get a follow up call from me.

That's all, just thought I'd share.

While I was parking the van

in front of the business, a guy clipped my mirror with his car. No scratches so we called it even.  He was an old oriental guy.  I was getting ready to parallael park when he came over against me. I hollared his plate numbers to write down. He stopped right away and told me a guy pulled out from a parking spot amd forced him against my vehicle. He was concerned about our safety. I asked him if he had no damage to his vehicle and he said no. My mirror was alright. The old guy was shaken. I said don't worry about it.