Yes, I'm new, and I'm here.
Also, yes, that does mean less for all of you, because I will expect you to share with me.
This kind of reminds me of a time I was sitting around at a park. This guy, whos name was Crazy Carl, and far be it for me to question this, walked up and started talking to me and my friends. This began, because one of the stupid ******** in my group attracted him by opening a small bag of Bugler and started rolling. Crazy Carl, or CC as I will from here on out refer him, walked over and informed us that his neighbors are not keen on people "shooting the s**t" outside their window. This was evident, since when he was doing so with his friend, whom he has dubbed Clean Shaven Ben, or CSB, they slammed their window closed. He was baffled by this, and quite angered.
Now, he soon started telling us everyone he knew, and why their names are what they are. One such person he knows is Bearded Ben, BB. Now, his name is thus, because, unlike CSB, BB has a beard. Also he knows many, many Jessicas. One whos name is "Milwakee Jessica." Can you guess why? I thought so. "Who woulda thunk it, right?" he asked us when we all replied that she lived in Milwakee. He also knows two Zachs, whom are named Ducky and Trash. Now, Ducky's name is Ducky, because, CC wanted to be able to tell him apart from Trash, the other Zach. We all wondered why he doesn't just call him Zach, or call Trash Zach, since there are only two. His answer to this was, "Because his name is Ducky..." We all agreed that this answer was a complete failure. Now, Trash is named thusly, because he eats trash. Simple enough right?
"Well, here's the catch," CC says with a small smile. We're all intrigued, at this point, to see where this story of his would end.
"Me, Milwakee Jessica, and Trash were all in my apartment..."
We're on the edge of our seats now...
"Having sex."
This time, most of the people in my group could not hold up any longer, and bust out into laughter, which, I'm sure, confused him. He was perfectly sane, after all.
There was quite a big more to his story, such as something about how you can't get change for the bus in some town he'd been to recently, since it was the 3rd of July, and the next day was the 4th.
We promptly walked away, laughter spouting from various people in the group.
Yes.
I am reminded of that by this.
Also, yes, that does mean less for all of you, because I will expect you to share with me.
This kind of reminds me of a time I was sitting around at a park. This guy, whos name was Crazy Carl, and far be it for me to question this, walked up and started talking to me and my friends. This began, because one of the stupid ******** in my group attracted him by opening a small bag of Bugler and started rolling. Crazy Carl, or CC as I will from here on out refer him, walked over and informed us that his neighbors are not keen on people "shooting the s**t" outside their window. This was evident, since when he was doing so with his friend, whom he has dubbed Clean Shaven Ben, or CSB, they slammed their window closed. He was baffled by this, and quite angered.
Now, he soon started telling us everyone he knew, and why their names are what they are. One such person he knows is Bearded Ben, BB. Now, his name is thus, because, unlike CSB, BB has a beard. Also he knows many, many Jessicas. One whos name is "Milwakee Jessica." Can you guess why? I thought so. "Who woulda thunk it, right?" he asked us when we all replied that she lived in Milwakee. He also knows two Zachs, whom are named Ducky and Trash. Now, Ducky's name is Ducky, because, CC wanted to be able to tell him apart from Trash, the other Zach. We all wondered why he doesn't just call him Zach, or call Trash Zach, since there are only two. His answer to this was, "Because his name is Ducky..." We all agreed that this answer was a complete failure. Now, Trash is named thusly, because he eats trash. Simple enough right?
"Well, here's the catch," CC says with a small smile. We're all intrigued, at this point, to see where this story of his would end.
"Me, Milwakee Jessica, and Trash were all in my apartment..."
We're on the edge of our seats now...
"Having sex."
This time, most of the people in my group could not hold up any longer, and bust out into laughter, which, I'm sure, confused him. He was perfectly sane, after all.
There was quite a big more to his story, such as something about how you can't get change for the bus in some town he'd been to recently, since it was the 3rd of July, and the next day was the 4th.
We promptly walked away, laughter spouting from various people in the group.
Yes.
I am reminded of that by this.
