Pooch's Rest Stop Story

Miss Havisham: I want Pooch's rest stop BJ story memorialized.

You asked for it, Havisham.

Puccini: So, my virgin roomie, who had no right to make any demands because that lazy bitch hadn't found a job in a year ...
Puccini: Asked me once to go away for the night so her beau could come over.
Puccini: And I thought. "Oh. OH. Ok."
Puccini: So I made the two hour drive up to fort collins, hung out until 2am, and said "Well, she better be done by now."
Puccini: So on the way back I stop to take a piss and dawdle enother 5 minutes.
Puccini: I walk in and this dude is blowing another dude at the urinal.
Puccini: And so I just give them a polite nod and say "Good evening, gentlemen."
Puccini: By the time I was done whizzing they'd run off.
Puccini: So I was a bit annoyed, and I get home.. AND SHE DIDN'T EVEN PUT OUT.
Puccini: THEY ATE MOZARELLA STICKS THEN HE WENT HOME.

Smooth, Pooch, smooth.

Puccini: My psychic twin had a better response when I told him the story.

Puccini: "Unzip your fly and say, 'I'm next!'"