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Being sick in the summer is messed up. Hot and cold. Coughing. Feel like shit. My balls are hanging down to my knees.

I hope they don't fall out of my cargo shorts.
 
He was critical of everything I said or did all evening. The topper was when I ordered dessert and he asked if I really wanted to eat it as I had just got back my shape after having the baby. More like he was cheap and it added an extra $6 on the check.

A $6 dollar desert? hell....where I am from that buys a whole meal...
course that is three beers in a bucket...but ...hell...what more do you need.
 
I have a thing for those.



Being sick in the summer is messed up. Hot and cold. Coughing. Feel like shit. My balls are hanging down to my knees.

I hope they don't fall out of my cargo shorts.


Sorry you're sick. But don't you have a sports solution in the underwear drawer somewhere?
 
Good Morning! What a beautiful day! Sun is shining, and yes even woke up with a bird singing outside my bedroom window. Feeling much better, have plans with great friends this weekend, MAN! What a great day to be alive!

Everyone have just a wonderful Friday! xoxo :rose: :kiss: :heart: :)
Good morning! Nice day here too. I was given the day off because of a long road trip for my employers, but it is such a beautiful day I have to go in. A bit late though.

You can bet she meant to deliver that one like a Louisville Slugger.:D
Yeah. I felt the swoosh of the bat from here.

He was critical of everything I said or did all evening. The topper was when I ordered dessert and he asked if I really wanted to eat it as I had just got back my shape after having the baby. More like he was cheap and it added an extra $6 on the check.
Men! We all have a one track mind. Perhaps you should have told him to get it 'to go' so you could spread the dessert on your boobs when you got home.


He was good to look at, that's about it. Lots more fish in the sea. :)
Women! Sometimes they make men feel like a piece of meat.:D
 
I have a thing for those.



Being sick in the summer is messed up. Hot and cold. Coughing. Feel like shit. My balls are hanging down to my knees.

I hope they don't fall out of my cargo shorts.

Sports bras, jock straps, and chicken noodle soup sounds like the solution here.
 
It took him 20 minutes to explain that nothing was wrong with me, which, I already knew, but I have to see him once a year to get an allergy medicine that I used to be able to get on the shelve, but thanks to the tweaker nation, now need a script to get. That's an afternoon I'll never get back.

If there's nothing wrong with you, why do you need allergy medicine? :confused: :D
 
I swear to god, I have to be the only person who, when entering a thread like this that specifically states that staying on topic is optional, wonders whether his post is relevant enough to other posts in the thread. There's something fucking wrong with me...

Anyway, since the weather seems to be a pretty common theme, it's been fucking windy out my way, all day long. Going outside, it feels like the entire universe is jostling me, and it musses up my hair. My hair doesn't go where I want it to most of the time anyway, the last thing I need is for some fucking punk-ass weather to come along and screw it up when I do finally get it neat.

But the weather redeemed itself for a bit, by getting all rainy and cold. I love cold, rainy weather. Then it fucked up again by putting on a big ass thunderstorm. I like thunderstorms, but my nearly-wife has a very strong fear of them stemming from her childhood. Much as I like being all manly and holding her through the night (seriously, she goddamn hates these things) I don't like seeing her afraid. It sort of makes me personally offended that the weather is bad.
 
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