BOWLING ALLEY POLITICS

PART ONE

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So I can start. The first letters or strings put together. It is always funny when they compare words to strings. The story I will start was when I was in the bathroom a couple of hours ago jacking off for the second time at the place of my employment where I happen to make sandwiches. I hate doing it more and more every day. I really didn't want to yank and spank it again. But I had been milking the clock for an hour and a half and I thought what better to do in my last half and hour to pass the time. So I milked that too. Not as much stuff came out that time as the first time.
And I wouldn't talk about it or so much but it is very liberating talking about the dirty deed. You know I was taught to feel ashamed of it. By society and all. When all else fails blame society-blame yourself.
I hear some people talk about the beach boys and they say that all there music is the same. Isn't pretty much all bands music the same a lot of time. I'm sorry I wrote that reader that is really stupid I wish I hadn't but it is already there and I'm not going to erase it. But I'm listening to the Beach Boys at the moment. Surfs Up. I'm a stupidhead. If I were to erase it wouldn't exist anymore. That would be a tradegy. You as a reader, would you rather see all the mistakes I made when I was actually trying to say something rather than try to perfect it all. I might erase something that I don't even think is worth anything but yes it indeed is worth all the more. And you won't know all the bad stuff I erase anyway. Yank-yank spankedy spank.
Girl told me that maybe my problem was not that I was so sad but that I was probably horney. That is probably the case. I haven't had any vagina action in two months or something and that seems like a long time. that wet juicy. anyway I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. Sex and all. And there is always a lot of that stuff.
Come to think about yanking. I yank it in the bathroom a lot. Sometimes in my bathroom at home because I have all these windows in my room and you can't really know when someone is gonna walk buy and peek in even if the shades are down. Or open up the door and suprise your ass. My roomates are mere feet away from me.
The funny thing about my bathroom is that it is green. It is like jacking off in an operating room. I know operating rooms are white, but I always imagined them green. Green goes perfect with red. I love the green and red color combination. There were supposed to fix the klunkidy klunk and there was mold all over the walls actually. So they put a new shower in there and then they put one of them air sucking vent things right above the head in the shower. And when you're in there trying to wash off and stay warm because it is so flippin cold in the morning wouldn't you know it but that air sucking thing sucks all the warm air up there so you have to stand in constant contact with the stream or else it is so cold in there your balls disappear. I like it when it is all steamy and stuffy. It is easier to breathe I have all those nose burning things all the time and if feels like my brain is on fire and it is so intense it brings tears into my eyes. When it is all stuffy outside I don't get those damn things and it feels good. It sort of feels like that outside right now. I have those windows open and the door too and the garbage outside that I took out is getting ready to be rained on. That always sucks for those garbage men you watch the night before it always always always and I'll add one other always that the rain comes down and pours all over that trash. If I worked there too I would take those garbage cans and throw them all over the place. Like they did in that one movie with those two brothers with different last names.
Humorous.
I always don't take the garbage out on time. In kindof sucks for my roomates but there it is. I really don't know why that is but I do do that. I know I do.