Woody... yes, please... in my ass.

Ok, the last post i was tired... i think i was posted around 4 or so... but anyways i left a couple things to jog my memory so i can do this post... yes, i don't trust my memory even that much!

Ok while at the bar i met someone new: Woody. He noticed me from the Gayly. He said hi, and then ran his finger threw my hair. Odd. But i didn't care. Then we talked for awhile, He went to OSU-Okmulgee and works in Bristow (for now). He is an electrical guy, i guess he strings up cable in houses. Well, there is a [EIDTED, I keep forgetting people are in the closet and wouldn't like me posting shit...], and he is doing the electrical. Then he left for awhile, and then came back, asking if i drank liquior. He offered me his Long Island Ice Tea. He asked if i thought i could handle it, since it was too much for him, it was too much for me too.

{Son of a Bitch, i forgot the best part!}

After i told him i was from bristow, and him telling me that he is working there he said: "If you're not busy sometime, drop by and we can go out an eat lunch... it doesn't have to be like THAT". WOW... Doesn't not isn't... hehe, i'm badass.

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Oh, yea, i love that title. That is how i remembered his name. Woody.

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Oh and i also remember something else now... but the GLBT Center is about to close, so i'll just leave myself more clues:

I Wanna Fuck You In The Ass
Fireman
Bear
Hairy Chest Contest
Dollar Bills
Grinding
"Stripping"