Epic tales of the thumb, the open road and getting robbed by hairy-arsed truck drivers. Alternatively, travelling for free like a dreadful fare-jumping cheat. Confess.
Suggested by Social Hand Grenade
(, Thu 21 Aug 2014, 13:34)
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Look, honestly I had never given a ride to a hitchhiker before. At the time I believed him when he told me that for my own security he needed a copy of my house key and that that was customary for any hitching situation. The part about having to see I wasn't armed by having me drive with my pants around my ankles seemed reasonable to me at the time. In retrospect, I am not entirely sure that what he told me was his own stick shift actually did change the gears no matter how vigorously I tried. To maintain brevity in my post I called it patting my leg when it was more spanking my bottom.
But somehow I feel I failed to communicate how very straight I was. And am. Maybe I should have him write to confirm this. We are, coincidentally, married now but that's mainly for tax reasons and because he provides so many and such thorough free prostate exams.
(, Thu 28 Aug 2014, 10:28, 1 reply)
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