Mondays spin class was so strange I don't know were to start. When I first walked into the spin room I did not believe what I saw. It seems the that Evil wanted all the women to wear these micro bikinis to work out in. I want to tell you it was a little bazaar, but nice, as all the women who take the class are all in good shape. I had the feeling that Evil had really gone way over to the dark side with this request but when I saw Jim, in a thong, well that was when my jaw dropped to the floor. What was seemed really crazy to me was that nobody was saying a thing about how they were all dressed, that is, until I started to mount my bike. That's when Dolly, dressed in a yellow poka-dot number, said that if I wanted to take the class I had to lose the shorts. I said " I was not going to drop trou and that I was still going to take the class", and that's when it got doubley weird. I was attacked by the whole class who ripped my shorts down and was just about to tear my underoos off when I woke up. It seems it was just a bad, or good, dream on how your look at it. But it was so real that from now on I am wearing one pair of underoos over another. You can never tell whats going to happen in that spin class.
2 comments:
Willie,
Don't you know you are not supposed to wear underwear under your bike shorts? Unless you are interested in glopping lots of vaseline and Desenex to your bottom to soothe the irritation and rash. So if you wear two pair of Fruit of the Loom's, your butt will be screaming with saddle sores and you will have to ride sans trou. A scary thought no doubt!
Where the heck were you yesterday?
Amy
Guests from a far(New Jersey).
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