I am going to try blogging, again. Once more, with feeling. Here come the poems, short stories, and crazy daydreams.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Shaking After A Pee
I’m always uncertain when shaking after a good pee. Like how long is too long and if I don’t do it enough, will everyone notice? What if it’s too much and everyone still notices?
When you’re alone its cool to shake as much as you want, but when someone walks in its like, “Hello, time to go!” And what if I’m not done? How annoying is it when you think you’re all done, and then as you leave you realize you’re not as done as you thought you were? Then you’re vulnerable, ‘cause its not like you can just go back and add more shake without looking like a total weirdo, so then you go the rest of the day thinking, “Shit! Not enough shake!” and its not like you can look at your crotch while you’re walking ‘cause then you feel like everyone will watch as you uncouthly and pathetically look at your own penis for drops on your shorts/pants. So you walk shoulders back hoping to God your boxers, briefs, whitey-tightey’s, or whatever you’re wearing that day are thick enough that if you drip you’ll be clean on the outside even if you have to struggle through some momentary wetness. Then there are those moments when you shake so much hoping that you’re done that you not only make a total fool of yourself to those that may or may not be momentarily spying on you, but you may shake so much that those residual drips get on the outside of your shorts/pants and now, what was the purpose for shaking in the first place?
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Today I was a victim of inappropriate urinal etiquette, but it was more of a vocal violation than the "proper-or-playing" confusion.
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