Can we go back to talking about sex please?  

ByteChaser2 53M
2834 posts
3/19/2006 7:47 am

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3/21/2006 9:20 am

Can we go back to talking about sex please?

Uhnnnn No... I'm in way too much physical agony. The kids and I spent all day digging and moving rock. It's a little after 7am and the kids are all still dead to the world, groaning in their sleep, surely wishing a long, slow, despicable death on 8 little fish for the pain they feel...

Right now, just the thought of sitting up straight in this chair is enough to cause nausia... And we still have a foot yet to go.

I can remember the first real drunk I got on at 16 or so. Screwdrivers in gallon milk jugs... The resulting regurgitation, hang over and ass whippin had a very big affect on me... Years went by that I'd gag at the smell of orange juice.

That's pretty much how I'm feeling at the sight of dirt...

More later - assuming I survive the weekend...


southrnpeach333 50F

3/19/2006 7:58 am

Just keep digging until you get yourself a swimming pool to relax those tired muscles in. Or i guess you could swim with the little fishees.


digdug41 49M

3/19/2006 9:54 am

nothing worth havin is ever easy huh byte

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angelofmercy5 59F
17881 posts
3/19/2006 10:52 am

What are ya digging? Get some rest!


ByteChaser2 53M

3/19/2006 5:47 pm

    Quoting southrnpeach333:
    Just keep digging until you get yourself a swimming pool to relax those tired muscles in. Or i guess you could swim with the little fishees.
My son actually suggested we make it a jacuzzi lol


ByteChaser2 53M

3/19/2006 5:48 pm

    Quoting digdug41:
    nothing worth havin is ever easy huh byte
You got that right Diggs. I expect I'll forget all the soreness once it's done


ByteChaser2 53M

3/19/2006 5:49 pm

    Quoting SensuallyKatey:
    oh me gaaaaawd...
    well yeeeeeah...
    someone might have need a friendly bulldozer.

    On another note..
    your memory of your first drunk..
    my very first over imbibing of libations
    happened at a bonfire party after and entire day
    of baking in the sun on a beach...
    now strawberry blondes with freckles (at least this one)
    ten to look like a lovely cooked lobster when done with a day in the sun.
    Brian handed me his bottle of blackberry brandy he had just cracked open...
    said hold this I will be back...
    well needless to say I was dehydrated from baking in the sun..
    one quick gulp told my taste buds I didnt mind the taste that much..
    so ....
    the bottle was empty upon his return 15 minutes later....
    now I would like to say I then got laid...
    but I was far too sick to be laid.

    Sorry about becoming long winded here.
    Kate
you don't happen to have one of those dozers handy do ya Kate? I'm sooooooo needing one... or a spinal tap...


ByteChaser2 53M

3/19/2006 5:51 pm

Well hey angel - I'm making my koi pond a little (a LOT) deeper. Oh, my kingdom for a bottle of tylenol!


ByteChaser2 53M

3/19/2006 5:53 pm

LOL I suppose a well trained masocist might find it fun... Right now it just plain old hurts!


ByteChaser2 53M

3/20/2006 5:58 am

No need Kate... It's all dug now. Just needs some water and a pump...


FeistySyn 52F

3/20/2006 6:55 pm

I can help you forget the soreness a bit faster...

Apparently the depth of depravity here is bottomless... don't you feel right at home?
~~~~~


ByteChaser2 53M

3/21/2006 7:58 am

    Quoting FeistySyn:
    I can help you forget the soreness a bit faster...
Do tell Feisty!


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