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Jul. 20th, 2007 01:08 pmSo my car is dead (probable cause is dead starter), so I had to have it towed to the garage. It costs $66 to tow a car about a mile. Now you know.
I wanted to get to the garage to give them my keys and tell them what to check for, so I decided to ride Q's bike there. This was a bad idea. Her bike's seat was not make for large fat men. Last year it gave me a really bad ingrown hair IN MY BUTT CRACK (we affectionately called it an "Alien Baby"). This time it decide that my right ball was totally unnecessary, what with the left one being a spare. To which I replied "ow" and rode home entirely on my left butt cheek to allow my poor testis to hang in temporary respite from the evil of squishing.
I wanted to get to the garage to give them my keys and tell them what to check for, so I decided to ride Q's bike there. This was a bad idea. Her bike's seat was not make for large fat men. Last year it gave me a really bad ingrown hair IN MY BUTT CRACK (we affectionately called it an "Alien Baby"). This time it decide that my right ball was totally unnecessary, what with the left one being a spare. To which I replied "ow" and rode home entirely on my left butt cheek to allow my poor testis to hang in temporary respite from the evil of squishing.
