Jogeephus
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CowPollinator wrote on another thread
I didn't! Heck, I liked to hang around with the boys! We had a little gang you see and we got into all sorts of fun stuff. Girls were ..... well ....... girls. Besides them wanting to play with dolls which would ruin your street cred around town they were also known to carry coodies and girl germs. No. Didn't want to be around them. Plus they were mean. My older sister beat my butt many a time so I knew how mean they were. On top of that, they didn't think right. What's not neat about a salamander or watching crawfish fight? With all that going against them I didn't want to have nothing to do with them.
Nope. Not me. Not at all. Till one day, my neighbor Janet F. who was the youngest of four daughters took me by the hand and said she wanted to show me something. Janet was kindof a tomboy and she would sometimes do some of the same things we did and she wasn't squeemish or silly so I figured there was something neat she wanted to show me. Anyhow, she led me back into a grove of trees and got up in my face and kissed me and when she did a frog jumped in my pants. From that day on I had no more concerns about coodies or girl germs because that kissing business was worth the risk.
So what about your first kiss? Still remember it? I'll always remember mine - and Janet. Especially given the fact that when I was in my twenties my mom sent me a glamour magazine with Janet as a model. Did I ever mention I was a stupid kid? :bang:
I KNEW at a very young age that I liked GIRLS. Waaaay before I ever understood why I liked them.
I didn't! Heck, I liked to hang around with the boys! We had a little gang you see and we got into all sorts of fun stuff. Girls were ..... well ....... girls. Besides them wanting to play with dolls which would ruin your street cred around town they were also known to carry coodies and girl germs. No. Didn't want to be around them. Plus they were mean. My older sister beat my butt many a time so I knew how mean they were. On top of that, they didn't think right. What's not neat about a salamander or watching crawfish fight? With all that going against them I didn't want to have nothing to do with them.
Nope. Not me. Not at all. Till one day, my neighbor Janet F. who was the youngest of four daughters took me by the hand and said she wanted to show me something. Janet was kindof a tomboy and she would sometimes do some of the same things we did and she wasn't squeemish or silly so I figured there was something neat she wanted to show me. Anyhow, she led me back into a grove of trees and got up in my face and kissed me and when she did a frog jumped in my pants. From that day on I had no more concerns about coodies or girl germs because that kissing business was worth the risk.
So what about your first kiss? Still remember it? I'll always remember mine - and Janet. Especially given the fact that when I was in my twenties my mom sent me a glamour magazine with Janet as a model. Did I ever mention I was a stupid kid? :bang: