Commando

I was up in central Ohio for National Guard duty over the weekend. Saturday was a slow, boring day but Sunday was pretty busy as we had an exercise. But Saturday night a group of us went out.

I was rooming w/ a guy named John. He’s a good guy though there are certainly issues we don’t see eye to eye on. Chris came over to the room and they wanted to grab some beer and drink in the room before we went out. So they grabbed their $ and walked to the local BP. About 10 minutes later they came back with no beer. I asked what happened and the lady behind the counter wouldn’t sell either of them beer.

You see, John is 26 but looks about 16 and he didn’t have his ID so the clerk wasn’t selling him beer. And she wouldn’t sell Chris his beer because she thought he’d give it to John. So they came back, got their IDs and went back to the BP and got their beer.

Once everyone else showed up, a group of us went over to BW3’s for some wings and to watch the Reds get beat by the Indians (I didn’t hear the end of this since all the guys in my unit are Indians fans). While up there, there was a bachelorette party going on. And it had some *hot* girls.

Well, Chris had plenty of beer in him and was turning into dork mode and was trying to get their attention. Eventually, he had to send the bride to be a shot of tequila. So a few of them came over and hung out w/ us for a bit. A couple of the guys told the girls that John was a stripper. Another thing to know is that while John has this cute looking thing going for him, he’ll be the first to admit he has no game at all. He gets super nervous around women, until he has some beer. Then he’s invincible, as you’ll soon see. Well, they got John to go back over to their group. John was close to drunk and the girls were hot so who wouldn’t?

I went back to talking to the guys and looked over just in time to see him dropping his pants in the middle of their party, take off his boxers and then, butt as bare as when he was born, pull his pants back up. Right in the middle of BW3s. He went commando the rest of the night.

The next day we were talking about it at the unit and he said “You know what the best part of that was? I’d worn those boxers for about 5 straight days.”