It'll happen to us (you)....you know people it's happened to. A parent. A grandparent. A friend. At some point someone decided an adult diaper would be best and at that point life was pretty much over. You have no control over the one thing in life you really want control over. And that has to stink. So to speak.
Here's how I'm gonna beat it:
Sometime this year, maybe at the neighborhood wine tasting, maybe at the store, possibly on buddy night, maybe Christmas Eve with family, could even be at the annual camping trip, but sometime while I still have control and a brain I'm gonna wear an adult diaper (Depends® brand) for a full day.
If you notice me just standing there with a dopey smile you'll know what I'm doing.
Happy Independence Day!
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
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Dopier than usual?
(C'mon, you can't hand out a straight line like that and not expect someone to use it.)
NOT on buddy nite.
I'll give you $50 to do it on buddy nite, NoOprah.
Do it, we'll split the fifty
We'd have to tip the waitress the $50 if I do it on Buddy Nite.
Or maybe give it to T.
I'll send you each $50 if you both do it.
(And now I'm done with this before I scar myself or anyone else any more.)
Give it to the waitress - the laugh is worth $50
Give the Depends® to her or the 50 clams?
Good question - I'll leave that up to the buddies...
You test that out first.
I withdraw my $50 dare. After some reflection, I realized that the only way to prove you "buddies" actually wore the Depends would be with photographic evidence.
And my stomach just isn't that strong.
So yer off the hook.
shut up and go and change your armour!
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