Saturday, August 2, 2008

If peeing your pants is cool, are you Miles Davis?

Let's hear it, if there's anyone out there. Are you Miles Davis, or more akin to Clay Akin? The Chairman of the Board, or Kenny G? Justin Timberlake, or Micheal Jackson (2000's version)? Take into account the last time you peed your pants, how old were you, the circumstances (deep sleep, uproarious laughter, a bet, swimming in a natural water source, or a pool [shame one you], sheer boredom...), was anyone else aware of the fact and how did you mutually respond? Tell me a story and help me keep my eyes open during the 3 and 4 o'clock hours. The book says "everybody poops", so it goes without saying that at sometime "everybody pees their pants".

I'll start: Near as I can remember, I was in the FIFTH grade and the teacher wouldn't let me leave for the bathroom. I was in my chair and just lost control. M******* starts with an M, so I was just about the exact middle of the room for optimum viewing. And this was the Advanced Placement class; smarty-pantses with an apparent lack of social- and/or life-skills. When the lecture was finished I had to do the walk of shame to the teachers desk so she could talk to me. Then walk all the way to the nurses office to get a change of clothes (which didn't fit) for the rest of the day. All in all, I'd say "If Peeing your pants is cool, consider me Elvis Presley (circa 1963--It Happened at the World's Fair). "

Your turn.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

I’m here…but I refuse to tell you about when I peed my pants. And I think you’ve already heard about all the times I’ve been peed on. Not sure what the musician connection is or how to classify myself…sorry.
Anyway, just happy to see you blogging. You crack me up!

Mom and Dad's Blog said...

Oh wow. A few years ago, I think it was one of Aaron and Courtney's first trips up here. We were attempting to play a family game of charades. I'm not good at it, and don't remember the particulars. I just remember that I laughed so hard, I could not get upstairs fast enough. So there ya go. Come on, Holly! 'Fess up! The cool musician thing I'm not getting, even after Gabe explained it to me multiple times. Sorry! Okay - I'm picking Sherri Easter. Look her up!

Mom and Dad's Blog said...

I spelled her name wrong. This will make it easy for you:
www.jeffandsherieaster.com

Mom and Dad's Blog said...

Can we get a new post???

Rich said...

Hi Gabe,
In the interest of late night sanity, I offer this bit of bufoonery: At the age of 19, I was at my cousins house and was challenged to a trampoline contest...which became so ridiculous (I can do ten flips in a row, can you?) and in the ensuing hilarity...well,that was it. Until I got pregnant, at least. Lets just say that when you're 8 months pregnant and catch the flu with a cough, just go out and get the poise pads, its not worth the denial! I am miles past Davis in coolness, down right Felonious Monk. Darn. - Julie

Rich said...

Ha Ha, Rich posted the comment for me and changed it from Thelonius to Felonius...Mister Funny Guy... :P