What is it with condom wrappers?
You have a couple-night stand and you find goddamned condom wrappers everywhere you look for weeks. A bit of hot pink here, a gold packet there… Little torn bits of that too stiff plastic that can be nothing else: Dirty sex!
And god forbid it be an unpleasant experience. (Not that I’m familiar, but I’ve heard rumours.) Then they serve as a reminder — of bad things.
At least if you have carpets it wedges someplace, but I’m a hard wood girl. (You knew that much already, right?)
It gives chase. (As do I.)

6 thoughts on “

  1. scribe called steff

    Aww, dude, George!

    But Wikipedia says a Class C drug in the UK is anything along the lines of Special K, pot, hash, that kinda thing.

    I mean, “A man slumped over a steering wheel” is a pretty loaded way of saying, “A man resting his head on his steering wheel.”

    Yeah, whatever. Drug busts are one of those things where I think the person gets at least one for free. Depending on the drug and the manner of the bust.

    Poor George. Everyone look, it’s a silly fag! Don’t you ever feel like they’re picking on him?

    (I mean, he masturbated in response to another guy masturbating in a bathroom. Such a crime. Improper, but really, such a sin? Oh, look, a sex drive. Let’s kill it.)

  2. scribe called steff

    Loaded, meaning that “slumped” is one of those really pointed words that carries a definite tone with it.

    I know all about loaded lingo. 🙂

  3. Goose and Gander

    damn, chica. hell of a mission. you sound like my kinda person. I’m looking forward to crossing your path!
    [gander]

  4. scribe called steff

    G — I think you meant that to the above post, not this one, but hey. Ya think? Hmm, about that, I owe you an email.

  5. Tashe

    After my second baby, my Mom; she’s one of the “bestest”, came to stay with us for a while.

    She’s one of those ‘make sure you get tea first thing when you wake up, “No, sleep…I’ll burp the baby”, three square meals” kinda Mom. (sigh)

    She was sweeping and dusting and finding condom wrappers all over our bedroom.

    Freaked me out for a minute…

    …then we remembered why she was there.

    ..and we laughed.

    I’ll never forget that though,
    ‘…Mom finding condom wrappers under my bed…’

    (Sigh)

    They’re like critters…

    HAHAHAHAHA

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