(No Longer) North of Foster, (Still) Left of Center
why is it that we as men do that. even if we don't even have to go to the bathroom that bad. i swear sometimes i have my pants around my ankles before i even hit the stall door. its like im trying to save time or something?
The other night, I got home from work. I took off my jacket, my scarf, my gloves, my hat. And then, before I totally realized what I was doing, I started unbuckling and pulling down my pants. Like I was just going to get nekkid right there in the living room, with my roommate right in the kitchen. I guess it means we're uninhibited?
I find myself unbuckling my belt as I'm opening the door of the bathroom as well. We are a strange sex aren't we?
Looks like comments are working again. Oh joy!All I have to say here is . . . I usually wait until I'm at my destination before I begin undoing anything . . . But then I'm weird like that.
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