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pasternakski -> RE: THE THREAD!!! (7/24/2008 5:52:51 AM)
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My place (I call it the penthouse [;)]) is on the 3rd floor, so I get it bad and I can't even retaliate, except with very loud music and much stomping about!
And extra curicular activities with a female late at night that wakes the neighbors up[:D]
Always great to pass one of your neighbors, and they look at you like "you're gonna burn in hell for that!"[X(]
You KNOW they're just envious. I remember once pulling into my driveway with my current flame, Sonia, at my side. Now, Sonia was a very striking woman of African descent, and she looked WAY out of place in a community that unashamedly called itself WHITE Bear Lake. My neighbor was this guy who lacked any muscle tone other than enough in his forearms to exercise with the 12-ounce curls, and he happened to be outside watering his front lawn when we pulled up.
It was one of those 90-degree days with 90 percent humidity you get sometimes in Minnesota during their three annual days of summer, so he was wandering around in his shorts and no shirt. I wasn't paying much attention, until I heard Sonia start giggling. I looked over, and here he was, pretending to water the lawn just as close to my car as he could, and he was straining as hard as he could to suck in his gut, so that he could impress the tender, young, black "thang."
Sonia's comment? "Shoot. He thank he slick."
She was a definite denizen of the 'hood. I used to live dangerously in those days. The sex was terrific. The risks were even more so.
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