Walking down the school hallway, he saw Bob

Walking down the school hallway, he saw Bob the Bully running at him full speed, probably ready to knock him over. "Look man, I'm sorry I slept with Jane, I left my wallet at her

house last night on the nightstand next to the Mick Jagger and the paper with the Safe Word. It was "Quandary". She said you would not mind if I gave her the business. I gave good.

..word to her, but I think it was a trick... I'm not sure though. Can Mick Jagger be trusted?

he woke up on a meathook over a flaming pyre of tobacco leaves with an empty Wild Turkey bottle in his hand. After that he focused strictly on financial matters. His first book

was propping open the window as he chucked a bucket of bathwater outside, inadvertently drenching some laundry drying below. "You made my panties sopping wet!" shouted his

grandma, with whom he lived. He knew his grandma only had 2 pairs of panties. She was wearing one pair, and she needed the other pair for her tea party tonight. What should he do?!

An idea came to him. He would deconstruct one of his low rise briefs and resew it into a panty for grandma. Not for nothing was all those years he interned with Christian Dior.

Grandma was pleased with her 2nd hand designer undies; finally something stylish to poop into! That day, she showed her appreciation again & again. "Gotta splurge on Depends" he re

minded Grandma, but those designer undies were all she wanted to poop in ever again. Depends, she scolded him, were for losers. A proud Depends wearer himself, he dejectedly left.