Nathan Exposed: the naked truth about my gay life

Whenever I go to the bank, I take our dog Petey with me. It’s just up the street, but he loves it.

I don’t know if you knew this, but banks keep dog treats onhand. I don’t accept them because Petey would have it all over the car, but it’s a nice gesture.

So today, I went to the drive-through as usual. The woman who helped me said “Would you like a treat for your dog?”

“No thanks,” I politely refused.

“How about you? Would YOU like a treat?” she asked.

I couldn’t help it, I let out the hugest laugh that I’m sure echoed through her speaker. I immediately thought she was offering her snatch. I don’t know why, it just sounded so sexual when she said it.

“No, um, thanks. I’m good” I said smiling.

That was my laugh for the day.

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Mon, Jun 25, 2007 @ 4:13 pm | Filed in Humor | Permalink 6 Comments

    Are you sure she didn’t see your clinging shorts and get the wrong idea? :)

    Posted by Shutternick on Mon, Jun 25, 2007 @ 4:34 pm

      Okay so i really did laugh out loud on that one. You crack me up.

      Posted by cindy on Mon, Jun 25, 2007 @ 4:51 pm

        Now I laughed at that one. I’ve never heard of such! Thanks for sharing. ;)

        Posted by chip on Mon, Jun 25, 2007 @ 5:17 pm

          Sure, I like vinegary treats!

          Posted by DEL on Mon, Jun 25, 2007 @ 7:18 pm

            Ok, I don’t know much about American custom but what kind of treat was she offering you, Nathan???!!! :P

            Posted by enihsnus on Mon, Jun 25, 2007 @ 10:23 pm

              that is the cutest story, ever. thanks for the morning smile.

              Posted by Thirty3NakedLaydies on Thu, Jul 5, 2007 @ 9:08 am

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