1.  What the fuck is wrong with the Redskins?  If they wanted a piece of shit QB to stand in the pocket and throw interceptions, they should have kept Campbell.  To make it even worse, they release Colt Brennan, the one hope they had at offense.  I want to throw my tv on the floor watching them play this year.

2.  Men have to stop being so clingy.  I fucked you, it was good.  Enjoy it!  Why do you have to fuck it up by calling all the damn time.  Grow a set!

3.  I am sick of working retail and not getting a real job.  It is time to join the navy like my dad.  We all know how much I love semen… oh wait thats seamen.

 

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I didn’t post the work up to the White Russian Party this year.  However, it still occurred but delayed slightly by a spring break trip to Miami.  I attempt to throw the party on the weekend closest to the release date of The Big Lebowski.

The big question every year is “what character were you?”  Despite my trouble putting the Maude gold bowling costume together last year, I managed to get it worked out for this year’s party.  My guests were greeted with my viking helmet and big gold bowling balls.  It was the first time in which I could tell guys, “stop looking at my balls”.

Surprisingly, there weren’t that many dressed up in a robe calling themselves “the dude” this year.  There were a couple cowboys, a very good Jesus, two Walters (one with a briefcase of underwear and another with a coffee can) and the best and a first was the Big Lebowski (wheel chair and all).  He is one of those characters that people seem to forget about with all the other people in the movie.

A good time was had by all the participants.  There was some sadness because this being my last year in college and the unknown state of my next steps in life.  I will be throwing another party next year.  However, it may not be in Boston.  Either way, a good time will be had by those invited.  Long live the Dude.  Happy Humping!

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I caught a couple getting it on in the store this past week.  I didn’t walk in on them in the dressing room but there was the distinct noise of something going down.  They had their way and left the dressing room.  I gave them a golf clap for their performance.  The shade of red their face reached was priceless.  I wasn’t about to interrupt them because if the situation was reversed, I wouldn’t want to be bothered.

What is it about certain situations that bring out my horny, kinky nature.  As an example, I have this two-hour class twice a week.  There is a cute muscled man who I’ve flirted with for quite some time at school and he is in the class.  Why haven’t I done anything with him in the past?  He had a girlfriend that I liked so I wasn’t going to interfere with their thing.  He and his girl had recently terminated their relationship and he made sure to tell me.  He must think that I am some sort of slut.

The professor has a break in the two hours of class.  It is usually 10 to 15 minutes long depending on how badly he needs a smoke break.  Thus far in the semester, I have gone out in the hall and relaxed.  The guy has followed me and we flirt back and forth.  One day after class, we were so worked up that we ended up fucking.  During the last class’s break, we were flirting and I had a dirty sensation in mind.

I excused myself to run into class.  There was a condom in my purse that I was going to need.  After returning to the hall, I told him to follow me.  We found an empty, dark class room and went inside.  It wasn’t long until I was bent over a desk getting fucked hard.  We enjoyed a little quickie before returning to class a little flushed.  Happy Humping!

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There are lots of euphemisms for sex during this time of year; stuffing the turkey for Thanksgiving, stuffing the stocking for Christmas and dropping the ball on New Years.  There has to be a better one for NYE but it is the only one I can think of at the time.  Needless to say, all these things were done.  It wasn’t only a time for sex, I learned a couple things.

1.  This year in football sucked ass.  There is no need to expand on this.

2.  99.99% of women at work are bitches to other women.  It doesn’t matter how nice you are to them, they will talk  about you and stab you in the back.

3.  Don’t ever tell me that I have to say “Merry Christmas” if you are in my store.  I am freaking jewish, you can take your Christmas and shove it so far where the sun doesn’t shine.  There is one person in the greater Boston area that can attest to my response.

4. Since I am jewish, there is no Christmas to me.  It is a day of anti-christian fun.  In the case of this year, a guy for breakfast, a guy for lunch and a guy for dinner.  It was a good day.

5.  The final lesson doesn’t only apply to this time of year, it is a general rule.  If you decide to fuck at a party, make sure it isn’t a condo with soft walls.  For you that don’t know, soft walls are the walls that don’t go to the ceiling.  In the case of a few days ago, if you happen to be loud (who isn’t loud with a guy that has 10 inches), people will hear you.

Happy Humping!

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In a little over an hour, the most exciting part of the year starts. I fucking love football season!  Its almost as good as sex.  If I could only combine the two.  Hmmmm.

Go Skins!

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