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Dec. 8th, 2004 01:20 pmI hate that I'm finding Richard's accent more and more sexy. He is a homely, homely man.
Dec. 8th, 2004
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Dec. 8th, 2004 01:22 pmI completely forgot to write about the Goodyear Christmas party!
This was a party just for the employees (plus one guest) of Justin's store. Justin and I were the first to arrive even though we were fashionably late. We met Jesse and his wife Sarah. They have a nice, modest home and we were made to feel welcome. Slowly the other guests began to arrive. We ate a small dinner of hors d'oeuvres. There were many dirty jokes made about the meatballs Jesse made, many of them from me. Time passed and we eventually adjourned to the living room for the white elephant gift exchange. Justin had lovingly wrapped his gift of a ball gag, handcuffs, pokemon cards, and a bag of starburst candy in my Vans shoebox. Unfortunately, the only person who really shouldn't have received it, did. Hilarity ensued. He didn't get it. At all. Neither did Sarah. She kept asking what the ball gag was for. I told her to look up "ball gag" on Google image search. :D Another guest had given a fetish magazine called "Plumpers." Jesse received that gift and it was passed around a lot for the rest of the evening. The gift Justin received contained a used porn video (it wasn't even rewound!) and an old washrag. We haven't watched it...yet. Other gifts included a moose that pooped jelly beans, two old lawn ornaments, a partylites candle holder, and Nascar mugs.
Now here's the strange part. One kid looked exactly like Josh and Sam W. Like, if he was their age I would swear that he was their long-lost triplet. I'm neither kidding nor exaggerating. He looked *exactly* like them.
Anyway, the guys kept asking Justin to do this dance he did for them earlier in the week. He kept refusing. So they asked me to get him to do it. I looked each of them dead in the eye and said, "I've already seen the dance, except he was naked when I saw it." Justin said that the guys said they were haunted all weekend by my words. I told Justin that that means I won the party. Most of Justin's co-workers have a hard time believing that Justin is married. I hear it every time I meet a new co-worker of his. They always say, "I thought he was making you up." After they see the two of us together they always say we "complement" each other. Always.
This was a party just for the employees (plus one guest) of Justin's store. Justin and I were the first to arrive even though we were fashionably late. We met Jesse and his wife Sarah. They have a nice, modest home and we were made to feel welcome. Slowly the other guests began to arrive. We ate a small dinner of hors d'oeuvres. There were many dirty jokes made about the meatballs Jesse made, many of them from me. Time passed and we eventually adjourned to the living room for the white elephant gift exchange. Justin had lovingly wrapped his gift of a ball gag, handcuffs, pokemon cards, and a bag of starburst candy in my Vans shoebox. Unfortunately, the only person who really shouldn't have received it, did. Hilarity ensued. He didn't get it. At all. Neither did Sarah. She kept asking what the ball gag was for. I told her to look up "ball gag" on Google image search. :D Another guest had given a fetish magazine called "Plumpers." Jesse received that gift and it was passed around a lot for the rest of the evening. The gift Justin received contained a used porn video (it wasn't even rewound!) and an old washrag. We haven't watched it...yet. Other gifts included a moose that pooped jelly beans, two old lawn ornaments, a partylites candle holder, and Nascar mugs.
Now here's the strange part. One kid looked exactly like Josh and Sam W. Like, if he was their age I would swear that he was their long-lost triplet. I'm neither kidding nor exaggerating. He looked *exactly* like them.
Anyway, the guys kept asking Justin to do this dance he did for them earlier in the week. He kept refusing. So they asked me to get him to do it. I looked each of them dead in the eye and said, "I've already seen the dance, except he was naked when I saw it." Justin said that the guys said they were haunted all weekend by my words. I told Justin that that means I won the party. Most of Justin's co-workers have a hard time believing that Justin is married. I hear it every time I meet a new co-worker of his. They always say, "I thought he was making you up." After they see the two of us together they always say we "complement" each other. Always.
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Dec. 8th, 2004 04:18 pmBob just called to apologize for Friday night. He'd waited a couple days for me to cool off. Very good idea.