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DadBoner - Thu Apr 25 2013

09:31 AM #
Really lookin' forward to the weekend, you guys.

09:44 AM #
Finally asked Ann if she wanted to "talk about the other night." She said, what "other night?" Told her, "when you watched me whizz myself."

09:45 AM #
Ann said, "I don't recall seeing you urinate on yourself, you musta been drunk and dreaming." Nope, I know the diff. It was real life whizz.

09:48 AM #
When a man takes a leak in his Tabasco boxers, the wetness lets you know it's not a dream, 'cause it's a nightmare.

09:51 AM #
I KNOW Ann saw me soak my socks and drawers with a golden release, 'cause we locked eyes during it. It wasn't special, but it was a moment.

09:53 AM #
Ann said, "Karl, it might really be time for you to seriously consider therapy. Hallucinating urination might be a sign of other issues."

09:56 AM #
MY WHIZZ SITUAISH WAS THE REAL DEAL! WHO FAKES A STORY ABOUT DRAININ' THEIR GUY HOSE ON THEMSELF IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT?!

09:58 AM #
Told Ann, "The only therapist I need is Dr. Cold One, M.D." She said, "You've said that before, Karl. It's a good sign you need therapy."

10:06 AM #
Told Ann, "Can't I just go to Chili's instead of therapy? It always hits the spot, and gets your psychology on point." Should be their ad?

10:10 AM #
Ann said, "Tell you what, if you go to therapy, we can have Chili's after." Kinda cool?

10:18 AM #
Guess I could kinda be the bad boy at the therapist's? Really rock it. Let 'em know all the asses & names I kicked & took.

10:19 AM #
If anything, goin' to therapy could help the therapist help OTHERS. Always good to give back to the community and those in need, you guys.