85_SS_302_Coupe
01-25-2010, 07:59 AM
I don't normally share personal info over the internet...but this particular story is so GD funny that i have to share it, even at the expense of some personal humiliation.
I work thirds...i got to work, and you guys out there know how it goes when you get one of those wicket itches on your sack. It hits you like a pinched nerve and you HAVE to scratch it. Well, i do my best to rub through the jeans but this is some serious itch...in fact it's somewhat painful. I'd scratch and it'd go away a little and then 10 seconds later come back. It was getting irritating. Then i got busted by a female coworker who's "one of the guys" so i told her my sack is really itching etc.
So probably an hour passes. It's coming and going. Finally i'm thinking damn maybe it's like a zit or ingrown hair or something and it's just sensitive. So i stop in the restroom to give things an inspection. What do i find? An ANT on my sack chewing away like the tasmanian devil zipping through tree trunks chasing bugs bunny. He looks like he's half squished...probably from my persistent scratching. I pluck him off and roll his ass into the smallest little ball i can make and flick him across the bathroom. Little fucker.
So a few minutes later i start realizing what a great joke this is even if it's on myself. Not only do ants in the pants fit this one but also crabs etc. So the joke of the night was i've got ants in my pants because i'm too poor to afford crabs.
:lol:
I work thirds...i got to work, and you guys out there know how it goes when you get one of those wicket itches on your sack. It hits you like a pinched nerve and you HAVE to scratch it. Well, i do my best to rub through the jeans but this is some serious itch...in fact it's somewhat painful. I'd scratch and it'd go away a little and then 10 seconds later come back. It was getting irritating. Then i got busted by a female coworker who's "one of the guys" so i told her my sack is really itching etc.
So probably an hour passes. It's coming and going. Finally i'm thinking damn maybe it's like a zit or ingrown hair or something and it's just sensitive. So i stop in the restroom to give things an inspection. What do i find? An ANT on my sack chewing away like the tasmanian devil zipping through tree trunks chasing bugs bunny. He looks like he's half squished...probably from my persistent scratching. I pluck him off and roll his ass into the smallest little ball i can make and flick him across the bathroom. Little fucker.
So a few minutes later i start realizing what a great joke this is even if it's on myself. Not only do ants in the pants fit this one but also crabs etc. So the joke of the night was i've got ants in my pants because i'm too poor to afford crabs.
:lol: