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There are some words in the English
language that just make me laugh. Somebody can say it serious as all hell and
I’ll still crack up. Some of these words and phrases are as follows; Doo-Doo, Hump, Dick Butkus, Croikey,
Boobie, Nipple, Vaginal Cavity, Physics is fun, Hump your hand (instead
of saying jerking off). I have to pause on that last one because that takes the
cake. Can you just imagine. When
I hear the phrase “jerking off” I think of some nerd looking at a Sears catalog, sitting in the middle of his
parents living room, Indian-style, wanking his weiner as hard as he can. That’s
what “jerking off” means. To “Hump your hand” is just
off the wall. I can’t even type I’m laughing so hard. Now I have a picture of some schmuck grabbing the headboard on his bed with his left hand, planting his
right hand firmly into his pillow, and plowing away. His hands are not moving
what so ever. Only his naked, white ass is.
How funny is that mental image. Now anyone that claims to have never done
this, is either a liar, or a respectable human being. Guys, I think we all know
what category we fall under.
So anywho, back to the subject
of funny words. Sphincter, Bum-Licker
(compliments of Chad Munoz, even though I think you’re a turd), Turd, Pimpercrombie and Bitch, The oreo slogan
“You Can’t Get Enough of Our Cream,” That’s enough for
now. I might possibly get back on this one too.
Let me just say one thing on
the topic of Abercrombie and Fitch. I love the store, I love the clothes, I hate
working there, I love the people I work with there, I hate Sarah, but for the love of God, I love the catalogs. Have any of you seen the one where the girl is pulling up her shirt as she is spinning around. My mother calls it gross. My sister calls it disgusting. My brother calls it “cool.” But
I call it art. Let me describe this picture.
There is a girl in nothing but a tank-top and a bracelet. The photograph
is from the waist up, but just below the belly-button so you can see her cute little flat stomach. As if that’s not good enough, she is pulling her shirt up so you can see her perfect breasts. By perfect, I mean they are not too big, and not too small. Perfect. * ßthis means I have an idea I will talk about
later. So back to the naked girl. Not
only is she showing her breasts, but she is spinning in a circle and her hair is flying out to the sides of her. I call this art, because the photographer captured the perfect image of a girl. A girl how every guys wants her to be. Her hair is covering
her face so you can’t see what she looks like, and you don’t really know who she is. That sounds bad, but its true. As fun as relationships are,
nothing is better than random sex. Naked, simple, and unknown. Perfect. Did I mention her nipples. They are perfect too.
Okay to fill you in on the asterix in the last paragraph. See next chapter.
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Chapter 9
- The Problem with Girls
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I probably shouldn’t be writing stuff
like this, but hell, if it helps us guys understand you girls, or vise versa, whatever.
Girls always think they need big boobies. Ha ha ha ha. Sorry. Not true. Big jugs are like leather seats. They
are awesome to have, but you don’t need them to fully enjoy the way the car drives.
Sure, big tits are nice, and a hell of a lot of fun to play with, but they can be a safety hazard as well. Once, in Myrtle Beach, I almost drowned on a pair of D’s. The
girl, I think, tried to suffocate me with them. My entire face was covered and
I couldn’t breath. Not good. Don’t get me wrong, there is also a
problem with girls having too small of knockers as well. ( The last sentence
was the most contradictory sentence known to man. If you are calling tits knockers,
they have to be big enough to swing back and forth and knock into each other.) Pancake tits and mosquito bites are not cool. Even if the girl is the coolest person in the world,
getting flashes of a 10-year old when your naked with her is not a good thing.
In the words of T-Dog (AKA, Terrance), Ga – rosse. Enough on this topic, I don’t want to incriminate myself anymore.
But seriously, one more thing, if a guy goes down on a girl, he’s only doing it so he can get something in return. Please, for the love of God, don’t make us do it for nothing. Not that it’s that bad, but Jesus Christ, who, other than Mr. Garrison from South Park, trusts something that bleeds for 5 days and doesn’t die.
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