Cross Country…

It’s happened to everybody at least once in their lives…Cross country…but you’ve forgotten your P.E kit.

But when it happened to me, considering that our course went out of the school grounds and past the local council estate, did the teacher say: “Never mind, just sit it out this time eh?”

Did he cuntswill.

No, he ordered me to jog half-heartedly around the squalid streets in the sub-zero temperatures…in just my pants.

But then I mentioned that I was going commando at the time.

The teacher was not for turning. Convinced that I was just making excuses to sit out PE, the stubborn old shagsack said: “Well, you’re still running the course…with nothing covering your shame at all!

I will never forget that moment…bounding about past the old folk’s home with ‘the last turkey in the shop’ swinging mightily between my legs like a withered goldfish trying to negotiate it’s way out of a particularly wrinkled fruit pouch.

The senior citizen’s district suffered a record amount of strokes that afternoon.

The teacher thought it was a victory. However, the joke was on him…because the truth is…my P.E kit was always in my bag – I’m just a perverted exhibitionist.

In fact, he only finally realised something was wrong when I started turning up every week to cross country totally bollock naked…and 2 hours early.
(Mr Twisty Cheeky The worst kept secret in B3ta..., Mon 2 Feb 2009, 12:31, 2 replies)

Ha
...good work... keep it up (or at least flapping about)....
( SpankyHanky, Mon 2 Feb 2009, 13:55, closed)

Ha indeed!
naked people running about is always funny...
(Beer Elf Thought this was like a campfire, anyhow, on, Mon 2 Feb 2009, 15:13, closed)