He started to pull down his zipper and it wouldn't budge so he pulled harder and harder and faster and faster and faster and faster and suddenly he felt this sudden building pressure and an urge to release so he pulled harder and faster still yet.
That was when he realized that his zipper was already in the lowered stated and that he was holding onto something else. (about the same size as a zipper fob)(poor guy)(poor lady that he was married to is more like it)
He startled himself so bad that he almost died from embarassment, literally.
I know that I promised not to tell that to anyone Zen but if your gonna talk about my dreams then I'm gonna talk about your reality.
― еdë §téè£, Monday, 4 April 2005 21:44 (nineteen years ago) link
― MSW, Tuesday, 5 April 2005 19:09 (nineteen years ago) link