So there I was in the last quarter of my route. The sun was slowly dozing off just below the horizon, and through the thin clouds it created a grey glow of light. I felt fatigue slowing my thoughts and movements, but i was still able to ignore the added gravity it placed on my muscles. I stepped from my truck facing the last efforts of the sun setting while i preformed the ritual that all males do at some point in their lifetime. The timeless pinch and roll. All was going well until the tree i was facing began to move, smile, and laugh. One hand was in mid pinch, while the other was in mid roll when i heard a female voice say... Are you trying to establish dominance or something? Thats when it became apparent to me that i was looking at a girl wearing full Realtree camouflage clothing straight in the eyes as i was scratching my balls.
Posted on: Tue, 02 Dec 2014 04:40:16 +0000
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