Ain’t Nuthing You Can Do About It

Playing “Spin The Bottle”
as a kid should have
taught you some very
valuable lessons about
committing to do things
dictated by luck-

— usually, bad luck

It seems that the choices
that come up at random
are almost always the ones
that you or I would be least
likely to jump into the
clothes closet with,
if we had our druthers….

— even with the N.G.K. rule
absolutely firmly in place.

(Always!)

And yes, damn it,
druthers is a word.

I don’t know where
to tell you to look
that one up, but still……

It’s easy to say:

” Oh no, I’m not doing
any of that, I quit ! ”

But, if you should have the
impudence to commit such
a scandalous outrage–

— one that flies
in the face
of every rule
of the
association of adolescents……

…. you will be permanently
discredited and forthwith
forced to carry around
the worst of the worst
of the potential childhood
earned dis-reputations —

That of a low-down,
yellow-bellied
gold bricker.

Imagine.

So, of course —
you give in to it,
and acquire a memory
that maybe you’re not
all that fond of remembering.

Did you know you can
actually taste the rubber bands
on someone else’s set of
orthodontic braces?

And that it was the girls
to which you were least
attracted–
— that were always
the ones that wanted
to shove their tongues
farthest down your throat?

Oh,
my aching uvula.

It’s all part of that whole
‘coming of age’ rigamarole,
I guess.

Now,
you might be wondering
just brought this topic
to my mind all of a sudden,
just in time for today’s post —

And I gotta be totally
honest with you —shakespeare

I was blowing up a rubber
balloon for a collegues’
birthday party and that
very special flavor/night
came raging back from my
long term memory,
— a good 40 something
years later.

Weird how your
memory works, huh ?

Damn,
I hope she got
those braces off finally.

!!!!! HOY !!!!!

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9 thoughts on “Ain’t Nuthing You Can Do About It

  1. kirizar says:

    I love traveling your somewhat dirty-minded reveries. Not that they are particularly lewd, but the pictures you associate with them do tend to color the experience. I am now wishing I’d kissed someone when I wore braces just to know I could haunt a man for years to come–for good or bad!

    • I’m sure that memory would have been quite a good one for somebody — and truthfully, I dunno why I’m complaining, because she was the only one that was ready, willing, and able to kiss me back then. 😀

  2. Our memory…it IS weird…and funny!
    Ooh…the taste of rubber…Ha! 😀 Most women have “rubber sense/taste memories”, but for a reason other than rubber-bands-on-braces. 😛
    I’m sure her teeth look beautiful now!
    When I was 14, one of my friend’s Dad said, to us girls, “Do you really like swapping spit with boys?” (I think he was trying to discourage us from kissing boys.) All of the other girls exclaimed, “Ew!” while I exclaimed, “I do!”
    HUGS!!! 😀

  3. jillianmrks says:

    That last image, ha ha! 😉

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