slyc_willie
Captain Crash
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I was just taking the dogs outside before putting them to bed for the night. One of my neighbors is recently divorced, and a frighteningly obsessive sports fan. He watches them all and become highly invested in them emotionally. Every conversation I have ever had with the man turns to the subjects of (American) football, baseball, basketball, or hockey. Usually in that order.
Since his divorce, it seems to me that sports are all the man has left.
Anyway, while out with the dogs, I heard a sound from his house that immediately provoked an image of a bull moose being entangled in live, high-voltage fencing wire, followed several seconds later by a long, great exhalation of joy.
I am led to believe one of two things:
1) He was watching a game in which things were apparently progressing toward a result he really did not want to see, but ultimately turned out in his favor;
2) His sexual frustration since the divorce has compelled him to hire a Dom for the evening.

Since his divorce, it seems to me that sports are all the man has left.
Anyway, while out with the dogs, I heard a sound from his house that immediately provoked an image of a bull moose being entangled in live, high-voltage fencing wire, followed several seconds later by a long, great exhalation of joy.
I am led to believe one of two things:
1) He was watching a game in which things were apparently progressing toward a result he really did not want to see, but ultimately turned out in his favor;
2) His sexual frustration since the divorce has compelled him to hire a Dom for the evening.


