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What's Skinny, White, and Red all over? (Embarrassing story # 3)




The final story in my embarrassing stories saga takes place in the 8th grade. I'm in gym class, and we're doing this new event that's been added to our school curriculum called something like "Explorers". This is where the class uses their team working skills to make it through obstacles that even a baby could accomplish(yet with these people anything seems to be a challenge).

I'll try to keep this one short.

We've made it to the final stage. The catwalk. No not the walkway you trot down while perverted guys take pictures, and pretend their interested in fashion. It's a log that is suspended way up in the air, and you must walk across it, without falling.

No. It's not scary people. You are attached to a safety rope.

So I'm waiting my turn in line. I've already got my safety diaper on. Then out of nowhere a kid named Paul (Yeah I still remember your name), walks up and yanks down my sweat pants.

Embarrassing right? Not to me. This kind of thing happens to me daily. I shrug my shoulders, and think to myself "You'll have to do better than that."

As I stand there, with no worries about me, one by one people are turning around, and staring. I cockily say, "What? You've never seen underwear before?"

By this time even the gym teacher has stopped, and is now starring at me. I think I can see the drool fall from her lips. I turn my head a tiny bit almost like a nod, to the guy to my right. "Why are they staring like that?" He tells me because my pants are down. I say, "Yeah, big deal."

"You don't have any underwear on."

Errrrrrrr. The end.









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