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And I'm reminded of a story....


Years ago, I worked with a former Marine. Respect the hell out of 'em, but jarheads are a uniquely crazy breed. Anyway, he was telling me about how he and his buddy got weekend liberty, so they left the base and went out to a bar. His buddy meets up with this chick, and they're hitting it off quite nicely, so the buddy decides to get a hotel room, to which they quickly retire. So the morning comes, and there's no sign of his buddy. He's wondering where the hell he's at because they need to get back to base. He finally talks a maid into checking out the hotel room for him, and when she opens the door, his buddy is handcuffed to the bed with a massive dump on his chest! Apparently after retiring to the room, things started to get a little kinky, which his buddy didn't object to. The chick had handcuffed him to the bed, and he was thinking she was about to get her freak on, which I guess she kinda did. Instead of sex, she took a big dump on his chest, got up, put her clothes back on, and stole all the money from his wallet. Poor bastard.
 
And I'm reminded of a story....


Years ago, I worked with a former Marine. Respect the hell out of 'em, but jarheads are a uniquely crazy breed. Anyway, he was telling me about how he and his buddy got weekend liberty, so they left the base and went out to a bar. His buddy meets up with this chick, and they're hitting it off quite nicely, so the buddy decides to get a hotel room, to which they quickly retire. So the morning comes, and there's no sign of his buddy. He's wondering where the hell he's at because they need to get back to base. He finally talks a maid into checking out the hotel room for him, and when she opens the door, his buddy is handcuffed to the bed with a massive dump on his chest! Apparently after retiring to the room, things started to get a little kinky, which his buddy didn't object to. The chick had handcuffed him to the bed, and he was thinking she was about to get her freak on, which I guess she kinda did. Instead of sex, she took a big dump on his chest, got up, put her clothes back on, and stole all the money from his wallet. Poor bastard.
This story is basically a recap of a typical Wednesday afternoon for me.
 
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they've capped the total food spend for the day, for your breakfast, lunch and dinner


up until about a month ago, you could expense all meals, food and drinks, so it's a cut down on the drinking on the company dime
 
They're like ants when you've stirred up the anthill. It's funny to watch, but sad too. And it evokes some complete and total dumbassery.
 

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