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!'"