A friend of mine
came into the bar one afternoon just as I was having my first pint. "Hey, you know that hot brunette who works behind the counter at the gas station on 18th and Main? We're getting together tonight!"

"Wait, you mean Jessie?" I asked, with a feeling of dread.

"Yup!" he grinned. "I'm taking her fro drinks at the Taphouse!"

I set down my beer. "Jerm, hasn't anyone told you about her?"

Jerome looked a bit wary. "What do you mean?"

I waved the bartender over. "Hey Doug, you know Jessie at the gas station at 18th and Main?"

Doug chuckled. "The tranny? Yeah, I know her. Him. Whatever."

"Jerm's got a date with her tonight!"

"What!" Doug stared at Jerm. "She's got a dick bigger than mine! You didn't know?"

Jerm put up with our jokes for a few minutes before storming out. But from what I hear, he decided he didn't believe us and kept the date anyway.

They went out for drinks, and after quite a few rounds Jerm decided she was hot enough to take a chance on. She was drunk by that point as well, so they went off for a drive to a quiet spot. As they parked she said, "I have to go to the bathroom. No peeking, okay?" And she went behind some bushes.

Jerm couldn't resist and followed behind her quietly and found her squatting down facing away from him. Sure enough he saw something hanging down between her legs, so he reached out and grabbed it.

She jumped up with a scream. "I didn't know you were behind me!"

Jerm sat looking at his hand. "Yeah, and I didn't know you were taking a shit."
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 2 Feb 2012, 19:35, 10 replies)

I lolled. Clicky.

( The Mock Turtle ™ --- Thinks you are a cunt, on, Thu 2 Feb 2012, 19:37, closed)

Haha fucking hell
*click*
(mr-lizard Hell's teeth man!, Thu 2 Feb 2012, 19:52, closed)

reminds me of this tale i posted some years ago and will pea here
The Postman Always Rings Twice
Years ago I met a girl in a pub and we got to chatting about movies. I was pretty keen on getting my leg over so I was plying her with alcopop and pretending to be interested in the same films as her. She was ranting on about some arty film noir piece that was playing in the local independent cinema. The Postman Always Rings Twice. I’d heard of it, but to be honest I didn’t give a toss – no helicopters, no explosions, no zombies = must be shit. But I bluffed and bullshitted and bought us another drink. And another. And another. I was really just seeking a cock warmer.

After a while we were getting pretty wasted and I was getting ever hornier. She was boring me shitless banging on about this old movie but she was responding positively to the flirting and the casual forearm touching that was increasing in contact seconds as the drinks went down. After a bit I suggested we go back to mine but she wasn’t up for that just yet. She wanted to go and see this movie. Fucksocks.

So I, ever hopeful, agreed to this. I calculated a grope in the theatre would be on the cards and after the flick we could get down to the serious in and out. Buy tickets we do and seated we get, right up the back. The Postman Always Rings Twice starts up. I’ve got a serious buzz happening from the beers and I’m pretty chuffed to have pulled this chick. I slide my arm across her shoulders and she nestles in. Nice. I give her upper arm a light caress and she snuggles in more and pushes her body against mine lightly but affirmatively. Game on. Just got to make it though this black and white borefest – praying it’s a 90 minute film, not 2 hours.

20 minutes in I’m in a doze and she nudges me and whispers ‘I need to go to the loo’. Me, being all class, replies, ‘Just squat down here and have a wee’. She gives me a funny look but I point out we are right up the back in an almost deserted theatre. She can see the sense in this given her semi drunk state and pulls her knickers down and squats on the floor. Unbelievable! I had only been taking the piss (pun intended) and didn't seriously think she would do it.

Now, I have to admit I am a bit of a twisted perve so this whole scene was really turning me on… her squatted down beside me, a stream of golden urine flowing from her lotus flower... in the local movie theatre no less! Most excellent result. So I lean forward and slide my hand along the back of her neck. She rolls her head appreciatively which is obviously a signal inviting me to reach further and venture down her top - and so I do. No resistance, so all engines forward. I take the other hand and reach down to her heavenly zone.

Muffness should be goodness, lets face it, but unfortunately I quickly discovered things are not right. Distinctly not right. Seriously wrong in fact because I have my hand around something between ‘her’ legs, and it is long and it is hard! Argh! Not good, not at all good. My blood runs cold and my heart rate accelerates to 250bpm. ‘What the fuck?’ I scream. Mostly my voice is internal but some of it comes out my mouth and some comes out my nose, together forming a squeak that pleads for a negative answer but still must ask ‘Are you a tranny?’ I feel like an ice pick has pierced my spine and time hangs while I wait for a response. But I need not have been so disturbed because she looks up at me and replies, ‘No, silly’ and winking coquettishly adds ‘I changed my mind… I’m having a shit instead.’

Been married 14 years and she is lovely.

edit: lies
( enoughblueskyforsailorstrousers, Thu 2 Feb 2012, 19:53, closed)

It's a shame
but punchlines seldom work as well the second time.
(the other guy not the one that gave you coochie warts, Thu 2 Feb 2012, 19:57, closed)

I don't get it.
Is the size of Doug's penis a matter of public record?
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Thu 2 Feb 2012, 20:02, closed)

lol
click
( zulu eh?, Thu 2 Feb 2012, 20:15, closed)

Your very first pint?
How old were you?
( 6821isnotmyPIN Bored cig., Thu 2 Feb 2012, 23:22, closed)

Much younger than this story,
and probably more original because each of us, so our mothers tell us, is unique.
(uncle_bud is not the jelly roll king., Fri 3 Feb 2012, 0:46, closed)

I remember telling this story when I was in primary school.

( M3rx likes the Asian ladies, Fri 3 Feb 2012, 10:05, closed)

Yeah, it's an old one, but it was fitting...
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Fri 3 Feb 2012, 22:42, closed)