January 9, 2008 | Driving, Everyday Life, Just For Laughs
I was out today with my wench, we went out for a girls morning out meaning No Kids of any sort except us. We went to Perkins for some yummy breakfast, much needed. While we were leaving, she had to show me her new cell phone charm that she just got from eBay. The charm was 2 cherries. It was cute, but also reminded me of something that happened about 12 years ago.
I was out driving with a friend of mine, just recently had I gotten my learners license. I had somehow managed talking him into letting me drive the truck. Well, we were both smoking cigarettes. We were stopped at a red light behind a few other vehicles, I had flicked some of the ashes off the end of my ciggy and proceeded to smoke. No sooner than a few seconds later, I felt something burning on my legs. We figured out really quickly that it was the hot ash from my ciggy. I am trying to get this hot ash out from between my legs while sitting at a red light, my foot on the brake. Oops! Bang! Somehow my foot came off the break and the truck rolled into the vehicle in front of me. Oh Shit!! I parked the truck, my friend and I both get out to talk to the other driver. I was totally panicked. What else should come out of my mouth but,
”I am really really sorry sir, but I lost my cherry down there between my legs!”
OMG!
I just realized what I had said. The driver I just hit with the truck was a little red in the face and then started to laugh.
He said “I am not gonna touch that one with a 10 foot pole!”.
The words came out of from my mouth so innocently and quick. We all laughed, checked out his vehicle. Thank goodness he let scratch go. I think I made his day!
So, Don’t ever drive while smoking! Unless you want to lose your cherry!
Stumble it!
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January 10th, 2008 at 1:14 am, Sassy Says:
Hmm your cherry story is way better than mine…lol
March 22nd, 2008 at 11:29 pm, Drew F Says:
That is too funny, as it was my truck you were driving. even funnier is that I guess I never told Wendy about this incident, so she found out tonight as we read it together. twelve years later, or was it thirteen. hahahahahahaha Love ya