October 29, 2002
This morning I woke up to find a chewed up piece of gum stuck in my ass hair.
Last night I had a lovely date, but no stretch of the imagination allows me to understand how this could have happened, since neither one of us took any clothes off. And, for that matter, neither one of us chewed any gum.
My ass does not chew gum, either.
Forgive me for the grossness of this post, but I am afraid of what the universe might be trying to tell me.
Posted by Faustus, MD at 08:31 AM
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1) etienne esteban said (on 10/29/02 at 02:07 PM):
I am reminded of "Alexander & the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day." Except now it's a porn. I think the universe may be telling you to move to Australia.
2) D.R. said (on 10/29/02 at 02:14 PM):
I think the universe might be trying to tell you not to go on any dates on which your clothes are not removed.
3) Stacy said (on 10/29/02 at 08:58 PM):
Ew...bad visuals come to mind...man, I bet that hurt too...
4) adam807 said (on 10/30/02 at 01:13 AM):
What did this do to your new hair product situation?
5) angelo said (on 10/30/02 at 04:55 AM):
I don't know about the universe, but I would tell you that waxing jobs are pretty reasonable these days and can do miracles...
Just a thought.
6) Brian, the 646 Guy said (on 10/30/02 at 01:42 PM):
Oh that must have been mine... :)
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