Anyone who has ever read this blog or has been in my presence for more than 7 minutes knows about my predeliction for sitting on the hopper for 40 minutes at a time, thanks to a childhood spent without being able to sit for more than 12 seconds before getting yelled at to get out. I gotta brush my teeth, shave, whatever - before or after I'm done I'm sitting on the bowl and taking my sweet time. If I even try to WALK by a shitter, I'm like hmmmm....and curl up with a Southern Living.
My shower routine has always been (and yes, I know it's a huge waste of water) go in, turn on the the shower, then sit down and read for 20 minutes. Okay, MAYbe rub one out to memories of rainbows, dreams and bleached asshole hairs I once found in a Hardee's. Anyway, I always set the shower to how I like it and then let it run while I sit. So after a while the whole joint steams up, I'm sweating, the wallpaper's pealing. I mean from the shower, not from what's happening on the "apparatus."
All of a sudden, after all the years, it shot to my head today...."hey dumbfuck...you can set the shower to cold while it's just running, then crank it to hot when you're ready."
Always learning.
4 comments:
We have the same shower routine. I read the paper in the shower as well. I'm Kramer in there. All I need is a garbage disposal and a phone and I'm never getting out!
this scares me just a little bit.
coupla dudes showering as if synchronized. nuthin weird about that, friend.
It's too much pressure to rub one out in the shower. You need quiet time and a trusty fuck mag or juicy memory. Or maybe Xmastime's piquant description of the journey of a certain drop of teenaged sweat. Ew!
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