Sometimes I feel like I'm missing something special about being a man. Say I saddled up to a urinal next to another dude, it would always take me far longer to do my business than the other guy. Why was this? I wasn't curious enough to have a look, but it still stuck in my head for a while before just shrugging it off and accepting my slowness. But then one day here at work I got to the urinal at the exact same time as someone else. I started my usual unbuckling of my belt, then unbuttoning my trousers, but all I heard next to me is a quick "zip," and then the dude is going about his business. You gotta be kidding! Guys actually just unzip, and then dig around in their boxers to find their shlong, then pee? Why didn't I get the memo on this?!?? So next time I sauntered up to the trough I gave it a try. It ruled! So fast, so easy, plus no chance of my pants falling down. I'm a believer, Lord! I'm a born-again zipper-user! Now I just gotta make sure all my boxers have their button undone and I'm good to go!
Los ríos (El Libro De Bolsillo (Lb)) PDF ePub
3 weeks ago