I really like being retired. No more annual appraisals from intellectual inferiors telling me my way ain't as good as their way.
If the only thing you like about your current girlfriend is the fact that she’s trans, you’re probably guilty of objectifying her.
 

I saw you in a state of undress on the Skytrain. It was fly.

I saw you on the Columbia Line near Production-Way University at the ungodly hour of 6 am. You: scruffy early 30-something blond and heli-skiing, backpacker-world-traveller type. Me: sitting across from you, tired in nursing scrubs feeling unattractive. We had a mutual checking each other out moment. Me: I waited a stop too long to say hey. You: got off by the next stop, flashed a smile and flashed your boxers with your fly down. Thanks for the giggle. Was it an accident? Maybe next time you can stay on until Braid.
When: 
2013-01-25 00:00:00
Where: 
Skytrain
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