Dad had a physical a few days ago for recurrent tinnitus and numbness of his face and neck… maybe it’s a brain tumor. “Id’s nodduh toomah!” No I’m kidding, I doubt it’s a tumor.
ANYWAY, what I’m going for here is I was reading his results, and it says
I don’t know if I should be happy that I qualify as someone who could make it worth while, or sad that I didn’t…
Hmmm… how can I rectify this?
I used to have a bedroom right by my parent’s room, and sometimes, late at night, I’d hear the bed… uh… squeaking, if you know what I mean. Imagine me, an 13 year old kid, a little bundle o’ hormones and such, laying awake at night, eyes wide with terror and fear, comforter pulled tightly around my neck, knuckles white from the grip. Oh dear God. I swear, it’s the damned squeaky bed that’s always kept me from being successful with girls.
Squeak
Squeak
How can I have a successful romance and sex life if I’ve gotta hear two mid 40’s, unattractive people having wild monkey sex in the next room?