Lets GOOOOOOOOO!!!

So here begins another epic adventure into the world of blogging. The Rockets began their season in perfect fashion going 2-0 today. As Manchester College did a sufficient job of tearing old Thomas Johnathon from my arm, I have moved into a coaching role. However, this gives me plenty of opportunities to share and hear tragic stories of classic fuckings and stellar examples of womanization. Awesome. I rarely use the stories of others on here but when I do I make sure to give credit where credit is due. So here's to the flame throwing lefty. His story begins as all the great ones do, "we were in the bar getting smashed." To fully respect the situation think of those times where you just get belligerently drunk and have no respect for others or your surroundings. Those drunk moments when you go up to that hot chick you've been thinking about for months and say, "hey wanna fuck," well this was one of those nights.
Anyway, lefty was lucky enough to have himself a good girl who was willing to come pick his drunkenness up from the bar before he made that mistake. This is when the story begins. She is wet and horny. Wet enough it appears she sat in a puddle before she got there and horny enough she would have been willing to ride in the middle while he shifted gears. They got back to the room and she expected a good time. Unfortunately, lefty was in no state of mind to give her what she desired. So she thought a quick shower for two would do the trick. Quite the contrary. A little way into their dirty shower, lefty decided he desperately had to urinate. So he called time and went to the toilet. This, by the way, was taking place in an all girls dorm in a community shower. Luckily for the old lefty he fell asleep on the pot. When his lovely lady came looking for him she was met by several of her closest friends. They were also met by a naked lefty passed out with his dick out. They attempted to get him up (no pun intended) and get him to her room. However, the lefty wasn't finished with his escapades. Upon seeing the three ladies he stood up turned around gave them the old goat and began saying every prayer he could to the porcelain god. The next morning to his great delight was not met with a restraining order or prison bars but instead one completely unsatisfied and disgruntled female partner.
Poor lefty but we are all proud of his antics and have been in his place where the alcohol takes place of common decency and shame.


"When in doubt, just pass out and fuck her in the morning." The legend