01-14-2019, 10:16 PM
Years ago I went to a school and the gym was great! When school let out I would get to use it by myself for an hour. The stage was in the same building and on each side above the Cafeteria was a set of steps that came up on each side then it turned into a Gym. It was all windows on the south side so in the winter at 3-3:30 it lit up nice and bright.
I was in the 8th grade and would go in and ride my unicycle and shoot hoops alone maybe 1⁄2 an hour or 2. Little did I know that I was NOT alone and the many days I spent wheeling around and playing basketball was being watched.
The little sister of the girl I was in love with because she had tits and a pony tail and a great smile would sit and watch me from the stage behind the curtain. She was in my 8th grade class at St. Johns and her name was Lori.
I may have gone to my deathbed not knowing this or even reliving the memories of the Gym, the unicycle, and the basketball not knowing that Lori was watching me from the wings. She just told me this today. So the moral of the story is.............
Do not trust women. They are so vindictive they will wait years to pants you, or ..........When alone, you may not really be so.
I was in the 8th grade and would go in and ride my unicycle and shoot hoops alone maybe 1⁄2 an hour or 2. Little did I know that I was NOT alone and the many days I spent wheeling around and playing basketball was being watched.
The little sister of the girl I was in love with because she had tits and a pony tail and a great smile would sit and watch me from the stage behind the curtain. She was in my 8th grade class at St. Johns and her name was Lori.
I may have gone to my deathbed not knowing this or even reliving the memories of the Gym, the unicycle, and the basketball not knowing that Lori was watching me from the wings. She just told me this today. So the moral of the story is.............
Do not trust women. They are so vindictive they will wait years to pants you, or ..........When alone, you may not really be so.
He ain't heavy, he's my brother.