If I participated in The Contest on Seinfeld, I want to think I already had won before last night.
United States Constitution, Article I, Section 9, Clause 8: "No Person holding any Office of Profit or Trust under them, shall, without the Consent of the Congress, accept of any present, Emolument, Office, or Title, of any kind whatever, from any King, Prince, or foreign State."
Monday, November 10, 2025
I guess it was inevitable, even though I held out longer than I would have if I were younger. But dammit, this wave of horniness has enveloped me this weekend, so I have had to surreptitiously rub one out each of the past two nights. Well, when a man has to, a man has to, I guess. I just hope I haven't got caught ... and I hope that I have cleaned up everywhere in the bathroom I needed to. Because if I leave a trace of my, uh, life essence, and if someone sees -- or, worse, feels -- it ... sheesh. ...
Labels:
bathroom,
masturbation,
record-keeping,
seinfeldian,
urges
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