Two weekends ago I had met this whore on a Wednesday or Thursday. Wanted to fuck her real bad, but it took me a few days. So Saturday night I had to run home before I went over there and wasn't sure what to take, a Cialis or Levitra? All I know is I was fucked up and wanted to impress. So I took them both. Sex was great, blah, blah. That's not the story though. The next day I got trapped on the shoulder press machine. Those fkn pills work 36 hours and some hot bitch in white shorts and a pink thong kept bending over in front of me. So there I am with a hard on with track pants on and not a thing I could do about it, I could have hammered a nail with this thing, I had no control whatsoever. It was 6:20 and the gym closed at 7:00. I thought I was going to be fucked. I wound up doing about 35 sets of I think 1 plate and tried to think about baseball and sick shit in general. At 6:45 the blood went away just enough for me to sneak out the door. True story.
