Day 24 - My @ss hurts... no homo

Sometimes we do things at night that we know maybe we shouldn't or that we realize will only be setting us up for an awkward morning. Sometimes you think find true love. Only you catch the early part of the red dragon's tip in your behind when a couple of your friends jump out of the apartment, blind folded ready to double team the dragon when he suddenly takes off and knocks you down quicker than you can say, 'lets get some dinner first.'

So then you wake up in the morning and those empty promise you made to yourself the night before wear off, one too many of that devil's candy made the situation seem promising last night. Last night, yea last night, ha, it all seemed like a good idea last night. Now that I wake this morning, my @ss hurts, and the realty sets in.

I got drilled in the butt by the red dragon and now it hurts.

Sure we were just a bunch of guys goofing around last night, yea we had a few beers, but it was all in good fun. Once someone through out the idea we all just laughed at it. But then we all realized that this could really work and something cool was about to happen. No one could have seen it going this far but like I said we were just young and stupid. But that's what college is right? The time to be young and stupid and experiment.

I guess it all started when we began talking about the movie Stripes and how we all liked the girl nudie parts, strictly the girl parts. Well something became apparent during this discussion, and that was, it was time to leave and actually do what we all intended to do on this night.

In order for all of us to be satisfied and get what we wanted from each other we had to do a little planning as to not get caught. And that is where it all went south, wrong.

Sure I was the guinea pig to go first and see what it would feel like but we only had to fool one person before the whole gang banged their way down the stairs and in the back door. It was child's play, simple, easy, we would no longer be a bunch of men locked in the closet of no adventure, we were going to come out and execute this exciting plan.

So it commenced. At first everything was going smoother and slicker than using a 16oz bottle of KY for one session. We didn't know that he only came for one of us. We couldn't have seen this coming (pun intended). As soon as I opened the back door and started to put my crutch in the rest of the gang couldn't control themselves upon seeing this crutch enter the back door and they all raced to the finish line so they too could come in the back door. Apparently we had a first timer who didn't like this and simply wasn't ready to let eight guys in the back door with me in the front. So he jerked away a little too hard an too fast.

This was bad news, especially for me, a temporary disabled. Bang. The back door of the car hits me in the butt and I fall. If only our friend would have waited for me to open the back car door and climb in the front door so he could give us all a car ride in the van that we call the red dragon back to my house to watch some rugby then none of this shenanigans would have happened.

However the bruise from the impact of the metal sliding car door is ok, I may have exaggerated for the purposes of entertainment, but don't worry Coach JR will land on his feet as always.

Remember, "the hardest thing about roller blading is having to tell your parents that you are gay," good luck.