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Bees/wasps, etc. Don’t worry about them. They don’t wanna fuck with you unless you fuck with them or their hive. I can’t count how many swarms I’ve simply walked through. They left me alone cause they knew I was just passing through. I’ve let all kinds of stinging things hang out on my hand. Never…

I was working the graveyard shift. A girl I had a huge crush on… she went by Betho. She had a bf tho so I never pursued it. But one night she showed up around 2am. I mentioned I wanted a tongue ring. She said she could do it for me. I said OK. She…

Of dancing with my goddaughter..I was horrible.. she was good. Ain’t a thought that will ever go away.

Once when I was a kid I slept through a tornado that was maybe two football fields away

Once when I lived in Hawaii… I was too drunk to walk back home. I found a truck that was unlocked. I sat in the passenger seat. Dude came in to the driver side and almost pissed his pants. I said “can you drive me home it’s only 2 miles. He said no problem… you…

I complement women on how they’re pretty, how their eyes, or their dress, or their shoes. Allot think I’m hitting on them. I’m just giving them a compliment. Whether or not they think I’m hitting on them or or not, I know they’ll go home feeling better and that’s my goal. Well, sometimes I am…

She lived in Little 5 Points, Atlanta. I got to her place … there was huge rain the night before. It flooded high enough to flood up to roughly 1/3 of her car. Wasn’t drivable. I got all the water out and detailed it, and fixed anything the water ruined. Miss you Hila Oren.

When I was a kid I’d spend summers at my grandads. My cousin/uncle/brother (yes it’s the same person, I’m redneck) I buried allot of his gi joes action figures in the ground. Decades later he was still finding them when he was doing yard work. Ya, I was an ass back then. Probably now too.

My saxophone was a chick magnet for girls. I was that good. Of course being hot helped too. But Once, in the locker room a bunch of guys tried to jump me. I always carried my sax with me. They came at me… i used the sax and its case to break a dudes nose.…

I must have been around 7 years old. My dad got a gocart for me. Gas powered. He put me in it… I hit the peddle to the metal and immediately ran into a tree. He never let me try again lol.