Welcome to the Dry Panties segment of our blog here at MPP. Where reasons for dry panties are showcased and made fun of at others' expense. Like that guy in my math class who smells like military boots and swears that Boonsfarm Blue Hawaiian is the best thing ever. And because of his encouraging me to listen to such auditory abortions such as Godsmack and Creed, and not taking the HINT that I just do not want to associate with him on any level, mathematically or otherwise, I hereby be-queef upon him the very first Dry Panties Crusty Crown that I found at the bottom of my grandmothers suitcase, right next to her inflatable dildo. I expect to see him show up to class any day now wearing a jean vest that he borrowed from some guy in Man-za-needa. All hail King DoucheBubble, may your throne be usurped regularly.
the last thing i would do is tell you your panties are moist when they are not. but that being said do not underestimate the blank slate potential of some math class geek who is hip to your scent. think of him like a white canvas who someday will be chartering a jet for you. to reno. to golf. Just a thought - you'd be amazed what you could turn that kind of dedication into! Ok maybe that hit too close to home
ReplyDeleteI like your optimism, Mike, however, this one is a little too over the hill to take his math education and apply it to anything other than making sure his till is on the penny at Rite-Aid or Safeway. However, that being said, let me make it very clear that chartered jets fall into the MOIST panties segment of our blog. Ne'er will you find a dry panty on a jet.
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