Craziness
The past two days have been completely crazy. Explanation, two days with Pat and the girls. Holy fricking shat was it funny. Unfortunately the fun will soon be coming to an end with Mr. Pat leaving.
The whole thing started off with me crashing the annual JROTC awards banquet back at good ole' Peabody High, since Pat had to go to work and I had nothing else better to do for five hours. It was rather funny because Sgt. Kremer was giving me tasks as though I were still a cadet. Anyway, the ceremony dragged on and eventually ended with refreshments. I sat with the ladies at their table and also, Holly's father. Yeah, not fun. Without getting into details, I will just say that the whole thing ended up with Holly being very upset.
At ten, a ver distraught Holly came with me to pick Pat up. This was the beginning of a very eventful and odd ride. She likes to come with Pat and I because of our natural tendency to be completely insane. The ride began with a round of what I've decided to call "Drive Thru Snafu", a game that Pat and I, but mostly Pat, have played for some time now. This basically consists of going to Wendy's for example and ordering a Happy meal or Whopper. The Wendy's lady wasn't very friendly or receptive to the whole thing, but the McDonalds one was enjoying it. I think also that Holly may have pissed herself, well, not really but....
After our game, Holly decided that it would be fun to seduce me and Pat. I thought she was kidding, so I played along. Holy shit was I wrong. To make a long story short, or drive spanned from Peabody to Chelsea, drewm many stares and smiles from onlookers, and Holly won the game. All I'm going to say is that I kept my hands to myself and refused to look for the most part. Pat, not so much. We dropped Holly off around 1:30 and suprisingly, she was still alive when we picked her up today.
Speaking of today, Pat and I found our way over to the mall to pick up Miss Holly at a fairly early hour. Along with her friend Kerry, we went to 99. Again, more naughty stuff, again, no participation on my part. After lunch, we picked up Courtney. Off to Pat's house after that and then a damn big water fight. Soaked (mostly me), we continued on to Lynch Park, where Pat and Holly had some Sex on the Beach, no not the drink....well, for that matter, not really sex per say either. We then continued our journey on to Cherry Hill for some ass cream...I mean, ice cream. Yes, well, some melted ice cream just happened to find itself in various inappropriate places. It was cleaned off in a host of different ways, some special places were exposed and what not, and again NO PARTICIPATION BY SHAWN. Moral of the story: as much as it may intrigue/ interest me, I can and will contain myself and act in a gentlemanly manner. Ok, fine, so I did happen to catch a few glances of some "stuff", but that was it and I feel shameful for it. Oh well.
So after being around more nudity and sexuality than you'd see in a hardcore porn (not that I've ever seen one), I brought Pat out to Devens for his drill weekend. Yeah, so lets all thank Bill Clinton for making the base a joke with closures and funding cuts. Well, I can't say that the reserves showed any more promise than the base either. What a joke!! No wonder Pat is going active. Looks to me as though Army Reserve service is nothing more than glorified JROTC. Eh, whatever, not my place to comment. I'm still jobless so its not like I'm paying taxes for their salaries right now anyway. Oh yeah, and jobless, that has to end reeeeaaal fast. No money is getting to be really old. You have to understand, its not like I'm avoiding it. Do you think I like sitting around in Raymond all day every day and not having money to boot?? Don't get me wrong, I love my New Hampshire and feel sorry for all you residents of the Masshole, but it can get pretty damn boring and lonely around here. So yeah, job places, you really have to hire me now.
Lastly, I'm still looking for takers on the concerts. Let me know soon por favor. On that note, I'm off. Rachel here I come!!!!! :)
The whole thing started off with me crashing the annual JROTC awards banquet back at good ole' Peabody High, since Pat had to go to work and I had nothing else better to do for five hours. It was rather funny because Sgt. Kremer was giving me tasks as though I were still a cadet. Anyway, the ceremony dragged on and eventually ended with refreshments. I sat with the ladies at their table and also, Holly's father. Yeah, not fun. Without getting into details, I will just say that the whole thing ended up with Holly being very upset.
At ten, a ver distraught Holly came with me to pick Pat up. This was the beginning of a very eventful and odd ride. She likes to come with Pat and I because of our natural tendency to be completely insane. The ride began with a round of what I've decided to call "Drive Thru Snafu", a game that Pat and I, but mostly Pat, have played for some time now. This basically consists of going to Wendy's for example and ordering a Happy meal or Whopper. The Wendy's lady wasn't very friendly or receptive to the whole thing, but the McDonalds one was enjoying it. I think also that Holly may have pissed herself, well, not really but....
After our game, Holly decided that it would be fun to seduce me and Pat. I thought she was kidding, so I played along. Holy shit was I wrong. To make a long story short, or drive spanned from Peabody to Chelsea, drewm many stares and smiles from onlookers, and Holly won the game. All I'm going to say is that I kept my hands to myself and refused to look for the most part. Pat, not so much. We dropped Holly off around 1:30 and suprisingly, she was still alive when we picked her up today.
Speaking of today, Pat and I found our way over to the mall to pick up Miss Holly at a fairly early hour. Along with her friend Kerry, we went to 99. Again, more naughty stuff, again, no participation on my part. After lunch, we picked up Courtney. Off to Pat's house after that and then a damn big water fight. Soaked (mostly me), we continued on to Lynch Park, where Pat and Holly had some Sex on the Beach, no not the drink....well, for that matter, not really sex per say either. We then continued our journey on to Cherry Hill for some ass cream...I mean, ice cream. Yes, well, some melted ice cream just happened to find itself in various inappropriate places. It was cleaned off in a host of different ways, some special places were exposed and what not, and again NO PARTICIPATION BY SHAWN. Moral of the story: as much as it may intrigue/ interest me, I can and will contain myself and act in a gentlemanly manner. Ok, fine, so I did happen to catch a few glances of some "stuff", but that was it and I feel shameful for it. Oh well.
So after being around more nudity and sexuality than you'd see in a hardcore porn (not that I've ever seen one), I brought Pat out to Devens for his drill weekend. Yeah, so lets all thank Bill Clinton for making the base a joke with closures and funding cuts. Well, I can't say that the reserves showed any more promise than the base either. What a joke!! No wonder Pat is going active. Looks to me as though Army Reserve service is nothing more than glorified JROTC. Eh, whatever, not my place to comment. I'm still jobless so its not like I'm paying taxes for their salaries right now anyway. Oh yeah, and jobless, that has to end reeeeaaal fast. No money is getting to be really old. You have to understand, its not like I'm avoiding it. Do you think I like sitting around in Raymond all day every day and not having money to boot?? Don't get me wrong, I love my New Hampshire and feel sorry for all you residents of the Masshole, but it can get pretty damn boring and lonely around here. So yeah, job places, you really have to hire me now.
Lastly, I'm still looking for takers on the concerts. Let me know soon por favor. On that note, I'm off. Rachel here I come!!!!! :)