Check this one out. I used to go to this place very regularly like several nights a week and especially every weekend. There was this boy there. He was very cute in his tight jeans and I particularly remember a pink button-down shirt leaves to wear sometimes. He was blond and had a gap in his front teeth and everything. We used to play "I'm not looking at you" with one another. Well guess who showed up one day on my job at the hospital? They sent me to his room because they felt he was too old for a female nurse to give him an enema. Heh. I dare any of you to top that story. And no I'm not going to tell the rest of it just to torture all of you. |