Streaking...Men?

Spent whole afternoons on the North Bubble in the National Park naked. It seems everyone climbs the South one, only.

The av you see at the moment has a truly awful roof behind me. We removed it and replaced it (with the help of some good friends).

On the weekend when we'd finally finished the roof, all the step-flashing around the skylights and all the shingling, I didn't have the refractory caulk, the kind that you put on chimney pipe (it can stand heat without shrinking off and cracking).

So the following weekend, all alone, I drove to the landing and canoed to camp with the tube and gun, carrying in a plastic bag my roofing sneaks. This was a pair of old Vans that were smeared with roofing cement (black tar) and caulk and one thing and another.

Whatever you wore up on the roof was ruined, of course.

What I didn't bring was a key. My tarry pants and shirt were in the camp, too.

So I wore the Vans and caulked the chimney naked.

I had a plan, too, if anyone came by.

"Whatcha doin'?" they would say.

"Caulkin!"
 
Streaking men? Where? Where?




BS, I'd LOVE to see you running with your pants down, struggling to get them on...:D
 
Back in high school me and a few friends stripped down to our tennis shoes and went out throwing rocks at cop cars. That was the night I learned the difference between naked and nekkid.

Naked is when you don't have any clothes on.

Nekkid is when you don't have any clothes on and you're up to something.

I was nekkid a lot for some reason.
 
Ran over two miles through a densely populated neighborhood one night wearing nothing but a Bulova watch and a four-x skin, which fell off after only about a half block, with a jealous sumbitch shooting at me. Made my way to the back door of a beer joint containing friends and help. Don't ever want to streak again.


Eddie The Chickenshit

PS - I used to call on a Presbyterian retirement community. The residents, most over 70, would would play some kind of truth or dare game in one of the large parlors and often one of them would be seen running the hall naked. That was one of the milder things they did. Those folks were old enough to not give a damn what anybody thought and knew how to have fun.
 
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