My darling friend and current dirty flirt buddy, Juddhole, whom I absolutely adore, is getting hitched! Woo Hoo! Wave bye-bye ladies. Anyway, Judd was telling a fascinating story of the time he mooned Mel Gibson. You should check it out. (Here is a clever little link joecartoon taught me to do. Maybe I'll teach him the meaning of coming 'til he wants to die. Was that dirty enough Mr. Joe?) hot hyper text linking action to juddholeI left Sugar-Knob a note saying I was ripping off his idea.
I give you my one and only time I let the sun shine on my bum:
I have NEVER mooned a stranger. I have though, mooned many of my friends at bars. My friend Kelly and I had a way with words too, but would soon resort to nudity at our friend Butch�s bar. Butch didn�t mind, in fact he encouraged it. I�ll tell you all about those days some other time. Moving on to the time I soberly mooned� Rachel and I were in bumper-to-bumper traffic on Rt. 76, going into Philadelphia. This little twat in some cheap Korean buggy is driving next to the traffic on the fucking shoulder of the highway. Whatever. WHO does that? So, ass-face-cum-belch decides she was going to inch in front of us. Rachel was driving and let her IN. This sent me though the roof. I was yelling at Rachel to keep on the bumper in front of her so the idiot wouldn't cut her off and Rachel was all like, �So what?� Ummm because she�s an idiot and deserves to sit on the shoulder til she can drive according to the rules the rest of US are following. Cunt-wart smirks and pushes her fat ass in front of us. I decide to take off my seatbelt. I was going to walk up to the car and say Hi to piss-lick. Rachel ruins my attempt at getting to know my fellow motorist, and locks the doors. As soon as I unlock, she promptly re-locks. �What are you going to do?� I say I was going to say hi to Fat-ass, tell her the rest of us are driving and ask what the fuck was SHE doing? Rachel lets the gap between the cars increase to further lessen my chances of meeting Twat-stain. Great. The traffic dies down up ahead and we start to move a little faster. We pass the Idiot once and she is now smiling. I can only assume she saw me try to get out, and thinks she has won. That Pussy-stain was not going to win � not on my watch. (Haven�t you always wanted to say that? It�s so dramatic. �Not on my watch.�) So we are ahead of the dumb chick. She�s in the right lane; we�re in the left. The traffic really loosens up and we are all now driving like normal highway-goers. I can see the right lane moving faster and decide it was time; I am mooning. Here she comes. I pull down my pants and panties and pop my tush up into the window just in time for Idiot to see it. We are laughing hysterically, and num-nuts is grimacing like a chubby kid with the smallest piece of cake.
Jenna � 1 Stupid Bitch � 0
I wrote a Haiku
Nude rump in the air
Insult burns like your snatch rash
You will kiss my ass
Write me a dirty Haiku � We�ll get naked
2:16 PM - Thursday, Jun. 17, 2004
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