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 OK, So I guess every guy wants to be a bad ass at least a little.
Well, I started kick-boxing, which I really enjoy. Great work-out.
Only I'm one of those guys that probably just wants to be Tyler
Durden. Only in "Fight Club", Tyler never rammed his foot into a
kick bag nearly spraining his ankle. But who's counting?
Not that the following statement has anything to do with the
preceding statement, but sometimes we get some cool sponsors for
UncensoredU. Sometimes I even get sent some cool stuff. This
week's sponsor sent me a bottle of the "pheremone" cologne. Well,
let's just put it this way. It was a nice weekend.
This week's model is Jamie Schooler, a 19-year-old Winchester, KY
native. We shot the breeze for a while, and I found out that she
had done some modeling in LA. I also found out that she originally
wanted to be a nurse, but decided after doing some nursing at
a local ritirement home that maybe nusrsing wasn't as glamorous
as she thought (can't blame her). Anyway, it was nice to meet
you Jamie.
Well, I can't say it enough. Thanks for reading.
Peace,
Tim
Mars
Editor, UncensoredU.
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As Jim sat, he waited patiently for the server to come to his table
and introduce herself. Jim had been coming to this restaurant as
a regular for six months. Some of the curious girls there, that
eventually got to know him, sometimes inquired as to whether or not
he had a girlfriend. He always shrugged, avoiding the situation.
But today was the big day. Today everyone at Lynaugh's Pub was
going to meet Anjelica. Jim was a little paranoid, as most guys
are, because Anjelica definitely turned some heads when she
entered.
The server approached. "Jim?"
"Yeah High Sally," he responded. "This is Anjelica. She'd like a
rum and coke, and I'll take a Guiness. You know me. I can't take
the booze, but I gotta have my Guiness."
"...Anjelica? Is that what you said...her..name was?"
"Indeed," chimed Jim.
"I don't. Well, I don't think she'll be able to drink it."
Jim already felt self-concious. This was the first time he had
taken her anywhere, and he could tell she felt uncomfortable.
Anjelica was like that, very shy. Quiet.
"Well OK Jim," the server said in confusion.
"Actually Sally, I think Anjelica and I are just going to go home
and spend some time together. We haven't done that in a while," Jim
leaned closer to whisper. "She's a little shy."
The server nodded her head with a stunned expression as Jim stood
up and de-flated Anjelica. She just needed a little time alone.
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Yet another night of watching my money go down the drain at the
local bar. Maybe it's just me, but sometimes you go out with a
couple of your friends to get a drink or two, and really, the only
thing you want to do is sit with your friends and shoot the shit.
Then "that guy" comes prancing over. That guy you maybe knew a
couple of years ago, maybe used to wait tables together or
something, but you never really liked him. But that never stopped
him from talking your God damn ear off about how much cool stuff
he's doing, and....whatever the Hell else these type of people
talk about.
Here's a couple of really good things to say to this person that
should surely get them to leave:
- Do me a favor man? Go to Hell.
- What was that? I wasn't paying attention. I was really
enthralled by this droplet of water on the table.
- My name is Tim Mars. My friends call me Tim. You may call me
Mr. Mars. (I actually said that to this mean librarian in like
3rd grade.)
- Why don't you just go to my house and hang out for a while, seeing
that you like doing things that irritate the Hell out of people.
- You know, I think your presence would have a lot more impact if
you were about 20 or 30 feet away.
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I knew I should have held off until you went on clearance.
You kind of remind of a girl I had a crush on in high school.
Only she wouldn't let me buy her.
I know I said I was rich....but in your country I would be.
Don't worry, in a little while, after some serious boozing,
I'll look like Bryant Gumble.
I don't see anything wrong with you sharing the floor with
the dog...He's cleaner than you.
Understand what I just said? No? Good.
Can you knock off that foreign crap, it's giving me a headache.
Can I tell my friends that I found you in the woods?
It's good that you don't mind selling your body, because that's
exactly what I had in mind too.
I wouldn't call you my ball and chain. Or better half or
anything demeaning like that. I'll just call you mine.
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