Did not shit my pants

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posted Monday, 21 March 2005
I got by today without shitting my pants. I farted a few times and was very scared at first, but it did not feel lumpy or wet, damn, I made it. Several of us macho men can talk about shit and pussy and it doesn"t bother us, we are real men. When I was 17, I went into the drugstores and purchased rags and tampex for my girlfriend and later my wife. Who the fuck cares. Shit happens and if it doesn"t happen to you, then you are not human. Take care, Cat.

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comments (2)


1. a reader left...
Monday, 21 March 2005 7:58 pm

Don't ever imbibe in blue legs and expect to have complete control over your farts. Tried to rip one at a party once. The blue legs interferred with the space time colon continuum. When I got up to slink to the bathroom, Dave T. said: "Man, you must have sat down in a big pile of dogshit. I went to the restroom in shame. I managed to scrub the skid marks off the swimming trunks, but the bvds were retired, behind the commode.
Realize that this was the party house. When I visited one month later, the bvds were still stuck behind the commode.
Georgia Boy Stuck in the Frozen North

WaltonCountyRay


2. a reader left...
Tuesday, 22 March 2005 6:51 am

I've never heard the definition of a real man described that way, but I gotta tell you, it fits. My husband has the napkin thing down to a science...he even knows the different types.

Moogie [moogiesworld@gmail.com]