
Originally Posted by
ChubRock
...ran around from behind the counter and lifted the back of my UK to see my tartan boxers.
I am a MOS, 5'10" 290 lb lump of love. Why on earth would they do that? Answer: It must be the Kilt!
btw, my wife was not amused at their behavior.
I had something like that happen a few weeks ago. My wife, brother and I went out to shoot pool. I was about to take my shot when I felt a hand slide up the back of my leg. I missed my shot and turned around to scold my wife... only to discover that it was one of the Jeggermeister girls! She just stood there and grinned at me.
My wife was also less than amused... My brother, on the other, thought it was hilarious.
I am also about 290, 5'10", but am fairly muscular, except for this gut I can't seem to banish, so I don't really think I'm all that much to look at either. Swish+Swagger=swoon.
"Two things are infinite- the universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe." Albert Einstein.
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