yesterday was a great day. we were invited over to a friend’s bbq pool party. my memories are hazy from all the alcohol consumed. i remember swimming a lot and feeling really relaxed.
at one point, i was drinking a smirnoff grape beverage from one end of a hollow floaty noodle, beer-bong style. then i was floating in the pool getting random drinks poured into my mouth, while people made fun of my cod piece.
then i grabbed two wieners off the grill for munching. then i was in the pool and i guess i put my hand on the wrong edge of the pool, because i had little shards of glass in my fingers. what is it about drunk people and breaking glass? i may have been plastered but i wasn’t about to go breaking glass near where i was swimming and walking and touching.
then my other hand was starting to hurt, because i twisted a cap off a bottle and it sliced a good chunk of skin out. i don’t know if it bled much, because it was dark out and i had this insatiable urge to take off my swim trunks. luckily, lady friend didn’t allow it.
Now was this diving for dildos relaxed or pooping in the lake relaxed?
dildo diving relaxed.
Did you reinact the Lemon head story in the pool? Cause its not a pool party without that.