Once again I declare myself penis fan and not scrotum fan
So Damian's testicles really aren't of interest to this viewer.
Yes, testicles have a job to do, but they're not attractive. I'm sure even Damian's testicles are not attractive. Well, I've never seen them, of course, but this is my firm belief.
I just remembered I have a story regarding Damian's testicles.
You sure know how to get someone's attention!
QUOTE (sherib @ Jan 27 2007, 01:29 PM)
Now, it's been almost a year and I still can't decide which is funnier: that we happened to see such a "show" or that we both, when either of us could have been looking anywhere else at that moment, were looking at Damian's crotch. I guess that tells you about all you need to know about the two of us.
Ok, what kind of person or force is telling you that a decision must be made?! Can't they both be funny? I think they are both fantastically funny
QUOTE (sherib @ Jan 27 2007, 01:29 PM)
You never thought this would really become a discussion of his testicles, now didja.
No. but I was hoping it would, and I knew you wouldn't fail me!
Chapter Nine: Here, There and Underwear Just east of Town Hall and across the railroad tracks in Denton, Texas you'll find a small, nondescript little building with the letters "RGRS" on the front. The place is called "Rubber Gloves," and yes, I spent literally 10 minutes trying to figure out how "Rubber Gloves" = "RGRS" (we later found out that there are a number of rehearsal studios in the building making the full establishment name "Rubber Gloves Rehearsal Space"...crafty). Inside, you'll find one of the coolest bars/rock clubs this side of Dubya with a great jukebox and cool staff to boot.
A word to the wise: don't go shopping with Damian. Having got a week and a half into the tour we took the trek to the local Denton shopping mall to pick up socks and underwear. This should be easy. It took me about three minutes to grab what I needed when I noticed Damian intently staring at the underwear rack:
Damian: "Don't you think the selection here is a little weird?" Me: "Uhh, I don't know, why?" Damian: "Like, look at these [picks up a pair of drawers]. It's possible that these will have too much fabric and then you'll just be swimming in it." Me: "OK." Damian: "But these over here [picks up another pair], there's a decent chance they'll be too small, and that you definitely don't want...I mean, Jesus, just get those off of me...you know what I mean?" Me: "I guess." Damian: "I'm just not familiar with their selection." Me: "Dude, it's underwear, who cares?" Damian: "No, I can't deal with this...we have to go somewhere else." Me: "[sigh] Alrighty."
This happened two more times in other department stores (I shit you not). From now on all my interactions with Damian will be non-undergarment related, I promise you.
Hell no, you've got many months' more goodness after that. That page is only Feb. '05. Play around in the blog awhile--you'll find the archived months. (I can't remember how it's arranged at the moment, but it's not hard to figure out if you scroll all the way down and pay attention to the righthand side)
Thanks, Sheri! for some reason, the link on the okgo.net page to the blog doesn't work, but this one does. Thanks a million, Sheri, ytel82 and mixtape!
wow- I had no idea Damian's pants ripped all the time. "Yes friends, Damian's pants once again were torn apart last night, this time busting from the crotch to the knee. I'm starting to think that he just wants to take his pants off on-stage and this is his twisted excuse for doing so."
"Damian's rockstar pants busted open at the seams (literally almost ripping entirely in half), revealing the pure essence of rock and roll."
wow- I had no idea Damian's pants ripped all the time. "Yes friends, Damian's pants once again were torn apart last night, this time busting from the crotch to the knee. I'm starting to think that he just wants to take his pants off on-stage and this is his twisted excuse for doing so." "Damian's rockstar pants busted open at the seams (literally almost ripping entirely in half), revealing the pure essence of rock and roll."
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.... they're not of interest.... to the viewer..... *ahem*
I beg to differ, Damian.
i wonder what like came before for um Damian to bring that up haha
i was like wtf and then just laughing forever!
thanks for sharing tabetha!
So Damian's testicles really aren't of interest to this viewer.
Yes, testicles have a job to do, but they're not attractive. I'm sure even Damian's testicles are not attractive. Well, I've never seen them, of course, but this is my firm belief.
But what's the underwear-shopping blog?
But what's the underwear-shopping blog?
It's Chapter 9 of Andy's Blog.
You sure know how to get someone's attention!
Ok, what kind of person or force is telling you that a decision must be made?! Can't they both be funny? I think they are both fantastically funny
No. but I was hoping it would, and I knew you wouldn't fail me!
But what's the underwear-shopping blog?
Chapter Nine: Here, There and Underwear
Just east of Town Hall and across the railroad tracks in Denton, Texas you'll find a small, nondescript little building with the letters "RGRS" on the front. The place is called "Rubber Gloves," and yes, I spent literally 10 minutes trying to figure out how "Rubber Gloves" = "RGRS" (we later found out that there are a number of rehearsal studios in the building making the full establishment name "Rubber Gloves Rehearsal Space"...crafty). Inside, you'll find one of the coolest bars/rock clubs this side of Dubya with a great jukebox and cool staff to boot.
A word to the wise: don't go shopping with Damian. Having got a week and a half into the tour we took the trek to the local Denton shopping mall to pick up socks and underwear. This should be easy. It took me about three minutes to grab what I needed when I noticed Damian intently staring at the underwear rack:
Damian: "Don't you think the selection here is a little weird?"
Me: "Uhh, I don't know, why?"
Damian: "Like, look at these [picks up a pair of drawers]. It's possible that these will have too much fabric and then you'll just be swimming in it."
Me: "OK."
Damian: "But these over here [picks up another pair], there's a decent chance they'll be too small, and that you definitely don't want...I mean, Jesus, just get those off of me...you know what I mean?"
Me: "I guess."
Damian: "I'm just not familiar with their selection."
Me: "Dude, it's underwear, who cares?"
Damian: "No, I can't deal with this...we have to go somewhere else."
Me: "[sigh] Alrighty."
This happened two more times in other department stores (I shit you not). From now on all my interactions with Damian will be non-undergarment related, I promise you.
Love,
Rusty
Hell no, you've got many months' more goodness after that. That page is only Feb. '05. Play around in the blog awhile--you'll find the archived months. (I can't remember how it's arranged at the moment, but it's not hard to figure out if you scroll all the way down and pay attention to the righthand side)
"Yes friends, Damian's pants once again were torn apart last night, this time busting from the crotch to the knee. I'm starting to think that he just wants to take his pants off on-stage and this is his twisted excuse for doing so."
"Damian's rockstar pants busted open at the seams (literally almost ripping entirely in half), revealing the pure essence of rock and roll."
hehehehehe!!!
"Yes friends, Damian's pants once again were torn apart last night, this time busting from the crotch to the knee. I'm starting to think that he just wants to take his pants off on-stage and this is his twisted excuse for doing so."
"Damian's rockstar pants busted open at the seams (literally almost ripping entirely in half), revealing the pure essence of rock and roll."
hehehehehe!!!
HAHAH
Love that video.
I want to find that person who said, "It's because ..." and reward her monetarily. Maybe $5.
Guess that answers the age old question of "Boxers or briefs?" for him.