Reset Password
Reset Link Sent
Blogs > rsbrandt44 > They Call Me...The Professor |
Still the Luckiest Dumb of a Bitch Alive
Still the Luckiest Dumb of a Bitch Alive So my latest crush and I had a long chat this morning where she made it clear , as she has mentioned before, she is emotionally unavailable at the moment due to coming off of a devastating break-up, but what she really needs is a good friend, and there's really no one else who repays her trust at the moment. Although...we can be the very best kind of friends. This was a relief, because as I said on a pre-written card I handed her, I really, really want to date my favorite cocktail waitress in Biloxi (and the rest of the universe). "Well, good for you," she said. In the meantime, she's recovering from a bicycle accident which has left her with severe soft tissue damage in the groin area. So I told her more about my friend Alabama who had a scooter accident left her with a broken collarbone. I was treating her real gingerly until she finally snapped and said, "Dammit, Professor! My pussy's not broken!" "Well, my pussy is definitely broken right now," she said. Wow, it's almost like she can read my mind and knew just why I was bringing this story up right now. Freaky. So, no delivery just yet of what Alabama used to receive in the way of Emergency Bedside Assistance. Still. There's hope. Friends with benefits. We shook on it and everything. "Write it on your heart that every day is the best day of the year." - Ralph Waldo Emerson |
Become a member to create a blog