Childhood Ambitions
HoratioFellatio writes:
"At the tender age of 13, my little hairless clockweights squirted their first dose of testosterone into my blood stream. The result was a mental alarm clock shouting, 'I NEED TO LOOK AT GIRL'S FANNIES.' I reasoned that if I became a Gynaecologist, I'd get to look at fannies all day.
"It was only when I reached the age of about 16 and learnt about STD's and yeast infections that I realised I'd only ever get to see diseased ones."
Tell us about your childhood career ambitions and the moment at which your aspirations crumbled into a pile of broken dreams.
( , Thu 29 Mar 2007, 12:02)
HoratioFellatio writes:
"At the tender age of 13, my little hairless clockweights squirted their first dose of testosterone into my blood stream. The result was a mental alarm clock shouting, 'I NEED TO LOOK AT GIRL'S FANNIES.' I reasoned that if I became a Gynaecologist, I'd get to look at fannies all day.
"It was only when I reached the age of about 16 and learnt about STD's and yeast infections that I realised I'd only ever get to see diseased ones."
Tell us about your childhood career ambitions and the moment at which your aspirations crumbled into a pile of broken dreams.
( , Thu 29 Mar 2007, 12:02)
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Air Hostess
When I was seven my teacher the lovely Sister Maureen told me that as I was so pretty and clever (she was a nun – any girl with long curly hair was pretty to her) that I had the perfect career option open to me…
No, I wouldn’t have to become a nun or a teacher – that was just for the plain clever girls….
With my lovely hair I could become…..An Air Hostess! (Calm down James Tiger Woods!)
I took this advice to heart and decided I would have to learn lots of languages….so I learnt German, at seven.
Impressed? Well the class was when I stood up and sang “German” songs to them……
And Sister Maureen, bless her, never said “Chicken, you’re singing jibberish, now sit down and do your maths!”
( , Mon 2 Apr 2007, 9:20, Reply)
When I was seven my teacher the lovely Sister Maureen told me that as I was so pretty and clever (she was a nun – any girl with long curly hair was pretty to her) that I had the perfect career option open to me…
No, I wouldn’t have to become a nun or a teacher – that was just for the plain clever girls….
With my lovely hair I could become…..An Air Hostess! (Calm down James Tiger Woods!)
I took this advice to heart and decided I would have to learn lots of languages….so I learnt German, at seven.
Impressed? Well the class was when I stood up and sang “German” songs to them……
And Sister Maureen, bless her, never said “Chicken, you’re singing jibberish, now sit down and do your maths!”
( , Mon 2 Apr 2007, 9:20, Reply)
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