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Originally Posted by ekaz
I love that one! We need to put that somewhere so it's easily found. Classic indeed!
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Gracias, amigo. I can only laugh when I convince myself that it happened to someone else.
I just can't imagine how she was able to maintain velocity and content of speech while cranking out those whoppers, and all silent, too! Could be that her incessant talking created a vacuum around her body so that once her lips reached supersonic speed all other sound waves were drowned out. Maybe she has some sort of built-in ass sonar or something.
I still stick an extra wetnap in my pocket when I'm leaving Hooters and wipe that seat with it.
Sorry, looks like Jolly Roger stopped by
, but it's
kinda related because it was driving home from a meet that this all happened to me.