.... no but my girlfriend in college did back in '73. She was intent when the featured twirler, gal from Waterbury Connecticut, and I and another gal did a hit of microdot. Other gal was a cheerleader. Next thing you know it was me and the three gals and some wicked weed and a bottle of Jim .... and Gilly was pulling the train and I was trying to keep up.
A few days later we all went home for Christmas and I banged out my HS gilfriend like a porn pro. College was a learning experience that freshman year. Trains are for choo choos ... that night I was the caboose.
Just sold my Cockaboose in November after 20 years.
Funny how that works.
What you think about, you do ... what you do, you become.
In a nation where anything goes ... eventually, everything will. We're almost there.
