look, if you’re gonna toss condoms out the window, used, and neatly folded and packed back into their original container, and flip them onto my front lawn, have the pride in your own manhood to at least use “normal” size, not the “extra snug” size. My god, if I had to use “extra snug” condoms I’d dispose of them where nobody could see them. Sheesh.
On my way back from Kim & Connie’s, I stopped at about a dozen places. Mostly to pee.
Rest areas were my favorite, because I didn’t have to get off the expressway. I was still doing a lot of liquids just to stay hydrated, so I was peeing a lot. At this point, though, somewhere in MO I needed to have a sitdown.
So I go into the first available stall, and find this:
It’s a little hard to see, but there are at least six layers of paper on the BOWL, and another several layers of paper on the SEAT. as if there needed to be insulation from the ceramic or something.
now, if I have an assgasket handy, I’ll use it. But I don’t get carried away. I DO have a little pocketsize container of lysol wipes, which I will use to wipe down a public crapper if I have to use one. But this is ridiculous.
I’ve been so damned busy in the last two weeks it’s amazing I accomplish anything at all. And the feeling is one of being peened over. What’s that, you say? Well, it’s this:
See where the rivet is flat on top, and flush or below the surface of the material? it’s been peened down so it’s flush, wiht a special type of hammer and set.
So to the un-mechanical, when I say peened down, this is what I mean. Hammered flat. Like Freddie king sang- “I’m tore down, almost level with the ground”. Only I’m not “tore down”, I’m “Hammered down”
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