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!
TNS