fatdavid8

So . . . er, I've got a bit of a manly dilemma, here. You see, I've got a cheap new office chair that's made of 107% artificial fibers and is apparently impenetrable at the molecular level, and while sitting on it, I just happened to fart . . . 'cause that's what men do when they're sitting in chairs.

My dilemma? Well, it now feels like there's something trapped between my cheeks.


It could just be the fart that's trapped between my impenetrable cheeks and the impenetrable fabric of the chair, or . . . I could have just crapped my pants (which is another thing men do . . . as they get older).


I'm afraid to reach back there and check 'cause I don't want crap on my hand, but I'm afraid to stand up 'cause I don't want the crap to roll down my pants leg (I'm afraid I'm not wearing underpants . . . 'cause I'm a man and its friday night and washday's saturday).


What's a man to do? I guess I'm just going to sit here 'til whatever it is back there hardens and I can let it fall to the floor without making a big mess.






Jeez! Has the quality of the journal entries here gone to the crapper or what? Apologies all around!