Non-Anon Red Deer Confession: #taintstick I was working at the theater one night, it was a busy night and it was hot as balls. Im rocking my uniform, navy and black. I got a bad case of swass, and my asshole got chapped, from the sandpaper toilet paper. Getting no relief, I continued on pressing forward. Butthole scratching with every step, until I can take it no more. I go upstairs in search of anything, rifling through my backpack. Bumbling through, pulling everything out of every pocket. Thankfully, I found chapstick at the very bottom So I go apply this glorious moist relief, directly to my butthole.. It worked execptionally well, my cheeks were slippery the rest of the night. I was not planning to reapply, but I forgot to throw it away. I left it on the counter and I was definitely not expecting what happened next. D: One of my coworkers came in, and made short spell of small talk. About how hot and dry, it was that day. Im slightly anxious, and dodgy. Trying not to make eye contact with my chapstick, and frantically debating my options... As I hear, Is this your chapstick? Can I use it? Horrified in shock, Im speechless.. I bite my lip, and clinch my slippery cheeks. And nod, with an instantaneous regret. I watch with horrific curiosity, as lips make contact with the balm. I feel pain in my abs, as I stifle the unbearable urge to laugh out loud.. While tearing up from the ironic sympathy, my emotions remain mixed and Im dying inside. I cant hold back, so I bolt.. Grabbing the stick, as I walk out the cast room. I gag, holding the tainted stick. I toss it out, walk downstairs and clocked back in.. Yup, Im that asshole.. on your lips. #Yourewelcome
Posted on: Thu, 14 Aug 2014 07:24:56 +0000
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