Once More Into the Breach

DrD

12/02/2002

A Fail To Suck Day Post.

One time.

One time only.

In the last year, I have been inside a club one time only, and what happened
during that single visit was more physiological than psychological.

You see, every other time I went to a club, I went for companionship or some
such thing. This time, I went to get my rocks off.

And I did.

And I'm not going to tell a single one of you who was involved.

Or where.

Except that it all happened in the back room of a local ESL club, as you might
have guessed. And that it could happen to anyone, and for far less $$$ than I
spent on almost every single trip that I made to a club for the last seven
years.

The fun part was that when it was all over, and I'm driving home, I look down at
my lapp shorts, and see a sizable blood stain. My own.

I'm sure that there is something like a moral in all this, some great balancing
act of karma.

Or maybe not.

I just wanted you all to know that.