I remember riding the bus home with blue balls. Every bump made me squirm in my seat with excruciating pain. It was so much easier to deal with nutty underwear than blue balls.
I remember riding the bus home with blue balls. Every bump made me squirm in my seat with excruciating pain. It was so much easier to deal with nutty underwear than blue balls.
Ahhh, fond memories.
hahahaha.
ummmmm... how did u get blue balls in the first place? u say it like it was a normal, everyday thing...
Brings a smile to my face, the days of ole'; fumbling around with bra straps, sloppy french kissing, wondering if slipping the hand down the pants would be met with acceptance or the pull-away; and if it was met with acceptance and the girl was wearing tight pants, just plugging away regardless how sore the forearm muscles got because it was just so exciting to be touching the "prize".
I'm just curious if I'm the only person in history to have blue balls, fumbled around a bit and to have not gotten laid the first few times I started hooking up with girls.
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