Cunnilingus = Cool, Part II

I’d like to take this moment to mention how sexy my chest is. I’m blessed to be not-too-hairy. I have some hair on my sternum? Ha ha. If you love the pale-white-guy look, I’m perfect for you. Trent took off his shirt for a moment, and scarred us all for life. Kivudet took off his shirt, and I noticed he’s hairier than me. Um. Regardless, I had the sexiest chest of the bunch. A couple of times, I walked around with my shirt off. (Yeah, I put it back on when we went on rides.) But. Yeah. I’m sexy. :: emits Aura ::

I’m also surprised I didn’t get burned. My nose is red, but if it was going to burn it would have already. I still have a flip-flop tan from last year. *smiles* I love my flip-flop tan. I used to have a nice watch-tan, but I don’t wear a watch anymore. Guess I’ll have to get my yearly sunburn another day.

So they wanted to GOTO Whitewater Kingdom. Hmm. Who is “they”? The orgy consisted of me, Kivudet, Yoga, General Disk Error, Grunge, Trent, Cliff, and Heather. We split up every now and then, but that was… us. Reubie and her boyfriend went off and got sunburned. Jess (General’s sister, still a minor) and her minor friend went off by themselves. General’s parents? I don’t really want to know what they did. *pauses and shudders*

So they, or should I say “we” went to the waterpark area of Dorney Park. There was some exchanging of clothes so they could do stuff. Kivudet wore Grunge’s spiderman boxers. I laughed. Heather wore the General’s shorts. Cliff and I hung out and watched their stuff. While we did stare at their stuff for a while, we became intently fascinating by water. I mean. On the table. We’d stare at it and watch it move. It’s like watching fire, only less violent. There was a coaster behind us. We’d notice whenever people would go screaming by. Eventually, we determined that around 15,000 people ride that ride a day. (Or can, given Dorney Park being open around 12 hours) *smiles* Cliff then redid his calculations for how much money you can earn on Jeopardy in a week. Something like 6 million, probably more. That’s assuming you not know every single answer, but answer them correctly, and get all the daily doubles at the end, risking all you have each time.

We observed people continually struggle with this vending machine. *smiles* 2.50 for something you can buy for a fraction of the price in a grocery store. Raking in the cash. I went through Yoga’s bag. Because I know her. So to speak. I didn’t do anything stupid. Sure, I used the back of her math homework to write down some calculations. But. It was math! And I used her brush. But, I didn’t shove her brush up my ass, I actually brushed my hair. (I had my hair in pigtails all day, to keep it out of the way.)

Which brings me to my highlight of the day. I noticed a girl taking a picture of me. I said to Cliff, “Did she just take a picture of me?” He agreed. I said to the table of girls, “Did you just take a picture of me?” *smiles* So, I did the Timmy thing and took a picture of them. Seemed fair. Now I have a picture of the girls that took a picture of me. Well, when the film is developed. I actually had the testicles to go over and ask why they took a picture of me. I didn’t get a real reason. But, I did get a compliment on my pigtails. *laughs* Totally made my day. I love female attention. In years past, if something like that had happened, I wouldn’t have gone over there. But, I did. Maybe I just don’t care anymore.

Sometime after the swings, I remember being in another arcade with Kivudet and Yoga. Kivudet and I were doing Skeeball for a while when he left me to go somewhere. I didn’t catch where. I should have guessed Snoopy, but it slipped my mind. So there I was. Alone. I became nervous. Then I realized, “Hey, I’m alone. I can do whatever I want.” So I headed for the nearest rollercoaster, ThunderHawk (I believe). I thought I was getting in the back (Faster that way), but it was actually the front. Kid next to me says, “This is my first time on a rollercoaster.” I smiled. He picked a good one. Old wooden rollercoaster. I enjoyed it more than the other one. The lines were low, because it was the end of the day, and I thought I could just keep riding the coaster until the park closed. So I thought. When the ride was over, I noticed my tiny headache had turned into a great big monster. Great. I knew another ride on the vibration express would not be good for my stomache. I woke up with the notion, “Something bad is going to happen today”, so I moved away from the ride in search of some friendly faces.

It didn’t take long to run into General Disk Error, Grunge, Trent, Cliff, and Heather. I followed them into an arcade. Well, not for long. I went outside and sat on a bench. I wanted to lay down, but I didn’t feel comfortable with nobody around. The General’s `rents walked by, and they sat with me. General’s sister (that little minor she is), was there with her minor friend. We were sitting right by the Swings. …Somebody spit on us. General’s mom was thoroughly disgusted.

By this point, I thought vomiting would be a good idea. I didn’t think it would really happen, but I figured it would be worth trying. Maintenance was cleaning the bathroom I was in. I bent over and nothing happened. I have induced vomiting before, but it takes a little effort. It wasn’t worth it. I’ve done it in the dorm, but I didn’t feel comfortable enough vomiting there. So I didn’t.

I walked back to the Arcade and set up camp on a bench right against the building. (Arcade building, that is) I laid down. I was able to relax enough to lose consciousness for a few moments. Just what I needed. When I awoke, I sat up and shoke my head a little and stretched, to check the vomitmeter. Headache felt gone. I saw Yoga walk away from Kivudet, who was sitting on a bench not too far from me. He looked like he needed a friend. I can read these things, ya know. So I went over there. Stuff. He got a hug out of me, which was an absolute first. Usually I’m too uncomfortable to do it. I don’t really know what my problem was. Maybe it just takes a while for me to warm up to some people. Some.

*bobs head to Fistful of Steel*

The vans headed for home, with all hands accounted for. For most of the ride, each van made up Your Mom jokes. Some of it, I didn’t find too funny, but they did, apparently. At the General’s, I took stock of the fact that Trent, Grunge, Kivudet, and Yoga needed rides home. So I gave rides. That’s what The Van is for. I’m the responsible one.

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Maybe she took a picture of you because you are such a Timmy and there is no one quite as Timmy-ish as you.

she took it so she could be like thats the stud i fucked all night long

June 16, 2003

Timmy pictures are very fun. yes <3 Sheri