I'm going to share a little personal info with you people.
I wear thong undies.
Now, riding my bike I have discovered that regardless of the fact that my underwear are already up my ass, they never cease to reach depths that I thought would be, or could be imaginable.
Unfortunately for me, I've been wearing them so long that I can not go back to the 'full ass' kind. So, I am stuck.
Imagine your precious little bung hole being grabbed by two pieces of material. "In one corner, we have: THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE THONG!!... And, In the other corner: THE LEFT SIDE OF THE THONG!" DING DING!!!
Each side fighting to gain a strong hold, yet neither one will win.. They just continue to struggle, grabbing every ounce of spare flesh that may be exposed........
The trails we ride are VERY bumpy. I have tried to stand while trundling along, but I've got to peddle.
I ride a cruiser.
It is somewhat difficult to stand and peddle at the same time... So, I have to sit. All the while my underwear are crawling deeper and deeper into my unknown parts.
I have this thought that one day someone will come along the trail and find just my bike and a pair of thongs...
They will probably be saying something like, "Nom, Nom, Nom.. burp!"
Having crawled so far up there that they will have consumed my whole person.
Maybe I'll just quit wearing them........
1 comment:
This is a scary thought because I would be the one to find your undies. So don't worry, if in you started to disappear, I would snatch those nasty thongs, tear them off of your body, rip them to sheds and we would peddle on.(as long as they did not eat your feet before I got to them!)
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