Over the course of my lifetime I've seen way too many ballsacks.
Why is it that old men at the gym feel its okay to start conversations with you while they are completely fucking naked? I'm pretty comfortable in my own nudity, but this is fucking over the top. Sure, I've stopped streaking. I mean, I'm not 30 anymore. But back in the day, I'll admit it, I was the naked guy. Somehow it's just not funny anymore. Know what else isn't funny? Talking about the socio-economic crisis in the world today with your fucking nutsack out in the open. Got it old man? I kinda can't take you seriously when your uncircumcised dong is looking me right in the eye. I'll be sitting there putting my shoes on and I'll look over and not more than 28 inches from my fucking face is a flacid penis. Sayin "Hi...how you doin'?" I'm a penis with old balls riding shotgun and I'd like to have a conversation with you about the staggering debt our country is in because of the mortgage crisis.
Old man, put your fucking clothes on and your donger away because I am not going to take you, or your penis seriously. Ever.
Old man, put your fucking clothes on and your donger away because I am not going to take you, or your penis seriously. Ever.

3 comments:
You really expect me to believe this happened in a gym? Were you lost? Shower at home not working?
Maybe I was lost? The gym told me I could have all the free soap I wanted. Of course I had to pick it up off the shower floor.
Then they wanted me to scrub the tile floor naked with a toothbrush to pay off my membership dues. It was totally worth it though, I get free massages from Rod afterwards.
You asked to see my balls but at least my sack has a scar on it for making viewing an interesting topic.
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