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Katediesel

Ful: Hi!

The Kate: Well, hello!

Ful: can I PLEASE tell you how much I need a shower this morning.

Ful: It's so not even funny.

Ful: I'm thinking about going to the gym across the street that I haven't been to in, say, SIX MONTHS

Ful: just to take a shower.

The Kate: Oooh!

The Kate: take pictures!

Ful: HAHAHA NO!

The Kate: I mean, I'll bet that would help with the sticky!

The Kate: Although

The Kate: you'd probably be sticky again by the time you crossed the street

Ful: Would it be creepy, you think,

Ful: to just go into the gym and put my stuff in a locker and shower and then put my stuff back on again and leave?

Ful: I mean, that seems kind of...sketchy.

The Kate: Well, the option is working out

The Kate: Doing a workout

The Kate: For the sole purpose of showering

Ful: I'd probably be sticky again, true, but at least then I'd only be sticky from heat-sweatiness.

Ful: See, Flex came over last night...and then we, yeah. And then we fell asleep. And then I overslept and so I didn't have a chance to take a shower before I got to work.

Ful: And so I'm kind of...you know. Covered in, like, sex. And I really don't like being covered in sex with I'm at WORK.

The Kate: OH

Ful: Right.

The Kate: So it's more than heat sticky

The Kate: GOT IT

Ful: Maybe I should go at like 3,

Ful: when the gym is very empty

Ful: so nobody will notice.

The Kate: Right!

The Kate: Not a soul!

Ful: Sadly I can't even work out because I don't have any workout clothes!

Ful: OH NO and I'm wearing my underwear with the big PAINT STAIN on the ASS!!

Ful: Oh this gets worse and worse!

Ful: AND I TORE A HOLE IN THEM WHEN I WAS PUTTING THEM ON!

The Kate: HAHHAHAHAHAHHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ful: AAIEE! I have paint-stained torn underwear!!!!!

Ful: I'm going to DIE!!

The Kate: Dare I ask?

The Kate: I'm DYING

The Kate: but I don't want to pry

Ful: I just stepped on the leg-hole while I was pulling them up.

Ful: Nothing too tawdry. (laugh)

Ful: And I'm wearing a tanktop that the boy bought for me yesterday that says "COCKDIESEL" on it.

Ful: What is a cockdiesel?? I have NO IDEA.

The Kate: (okay, BWHAHA!)

The Kate: But what about the PAINT?

The Kate: you were painting in your underpants?

The Kate: And then they made the laundry circulation again?

Ful: No, I have a pair of Umbros that I paint in

Ful: and they're thin enough, apparently, to get paint on my undies when I back my ass up into the wet wall.

The Kate: oh, naturally

The Kate: backing your ass up into wet paint will do that

Ful: Right.

Ful: How am I possibly supposed to take a shower at the gym NOW??

The Kate: you'd really need to towel-coreograph something FIERCE

Ful: OH MY GOODNESS

Ful: I just discovered what "cockdiesel" means.

The Kate: HAHHAHAHHA!

Ful: Apparently it is hip-hop slang for "Very Muscular."

The Kate: Oh, naturally!

Ful: So it would be FITTING for a gym.

Ful: Except I'm NOT very muscular!

Ful: My shirt lies!

The Kate: It can be your distraction!

The Kate: The glint of the shirt will distract from your holey, paint-stained underpants

Ful: Everyone will be so busy thinking, "Hey....waitaminute! HE'S not cockdiesel!" that they won't notice my underwear

The Kate: RIGHT

Ful: or the fact that I came in, slipped into the shower room, and left immediately afterwards.

The Kate: RIGHT

The Kate: It's all good

The Kate: the shirt saves the day

Ful: Like I was just going to the gym for some mid-afternoon showertime assignation.

The Kate: no biggie

The Kate: it's all cool

Ful: Hooray for my Cockdiesel shirt!

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