open season answers part 1

Some of the easier questions I already answered in the comment section of the last post. Now on to a few of the longer ones.

Woo woo asked:I want to know the most dangerous thing you've ever done.

Well I DID once ask Chick, Fringes, and Mist something along the lines of "are you going to drink that?" What happened next, I am not really sure but apropos of nothing whatsoever, Joe Montanna had to retire after 3 concussions I think.

Seriously though,
Interesting question. Believe it or not I have never so much as sampled any sort of drug, but in my younger days I was quite an adrenaline junky. Especially while spending four years in the Army. I have been white water rafting,Rappeling, hang gliding, rock climbing, and sky diving. Far and away the most dangerous, and admittedly stupid thing I have ever done is 'train chicken.' The way that worked was two people kneel on each side of the train tracks and lay their heads on the track facing away from the oncoming train. The last to move was the so called winner. Fortunately, I came to my senses quickly enough to lose by a mile and never do it again. Quite a bit of time later, one of my good friends died playing this 'so called game.' Not trying harder to be sure this game stopped is something I will live with for the rest of my life and deservedly so.

Ariel writes: "Let's see: You wake up on an island. In front of you stand two beautiful women smiling. They lick their lips and you want to run and grab them. Suddenly you realize you're looking up because you're buried to your neck in sand. Also, you start wondering if the women think you're irresistable or if that's hunger you see in their eyes? How do you handle the situation?

First off, Ariel welcome to the blog and thanks for the question. I think I may need more information. Does this have anything to do with my 'pass the chips' post? Have they read it? Oddly enough the first thought that came to my mind when reading this is 'hmmmm buried in sand, is it possible to get a woody while buried in sand?" Sounds like something George Costanza would ask.

Presuming they have NOT read that post, As I see it I have at least two things going for me in this situation. On the one hand I am allegedly a writer so I have an imagination. In addition, I am a male soooooooo when it comes to all things penile,,,,,,I have an imagination.


That said it is simple. I would think of getting a woody, digging my way out, thereby impressing the girls enough to forget about their hunger and live happily ever after. In reality, since I am probably buried in MORE than 2.3 inches of sand, I would mistake their hungry looks as interest and probably die with a confused look on my face after seeing my famous 'hey baby whats your sign' pickup line not work........Again!.......I don't get it I just don't get it. Women!

Guess that is about all for tonight. I will try to get to the others later

BD