no gas

August 12, 2011

So, I stand there in a sweatshirt jeans and socks, freezing, staring at the shower. I turn the knob, the water is colder than the air. Ice status. I strip down, look down at my surprisingly shrunken penis and start giggling like Steve-o before a cobra attacks his balls.

It was only a short thought that went like this – “I will not be stopped”.

I leap into the shower head first. I black out. Can’t see, can’t think, I start breathing super fast, there isn’t enough air for me to regain consciousness. I somehow fall out of the shower, soaked. I towel off and I am so warm. So damn warm, and showered.

No gas, no hot water, no freaking problem baby!

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