[Bleu]

Originally Posted by NJFemmie

The next time we decided to play, I decided to shove something down the front of my pants and insisted that *I* be the quarterback (because truth be known, I had a killer arm and my accuracy was far better...).

BOINK. How does it feel motherfucker??

Needless to say, I was not asked to be center anymore.

Looking back, i realize that day explains so many things. LOL

Hahahahahaa! LOVE THIS!