omaha again - meet ass squirt

pass thru omaha, ne again. reminds me of someone i forgot to mention. should warn you this is definitely obscene and graphic, but entertaining (at least to me). and for some reason i don't want to forget this.

if you recall - the nite of sept. 24. omaha, ne. chris' house. party going on. hanging out on the porch. this kid walks up to me, carrying some beers. already pretty shitfaced. slurring his words and swaying...

hey man, who are you? i'm jamie. oh cool, i'm... (forgot his name). you know what i gave up to come here? nope. shit. i could've fucked this girl. (sarcastically) oh, sorry to hear that. she likes to get fucked in the ass and punched in the face. (how do i meet these people?) uh... what?! yeah she's crazy. an ex. ran into her earlier. she wants me to come over. i had to come here though. why's that? girlfriend. oh. you want a beer? (if you shut up) no thanx. that's cool. she likes it in the butt. (trying to ignore him) right, i think you said that. take her from behind, hit her a few times, she squirts. (couldn't ignore that one) uh... what?! she's a squirter. you know she squirts. oh, right? ass squirt?... sounds like a winner. what are you doing HERE? shit, i don't know.

he leaves. i put a few drinks down in a hurry. much better. talk with becky for a while. run into him again later on the porch steps. more drunk now. greet him jovially -

ASS SQUIRT!! hey man what's up? so any luck there? naw, i didn't go. shit. sorry to hear it.

we get lost in the crowd for a while. bump into each other again. i greet again -

ASS SQUIRT!!

pat him on the shoulder. lose him in the crowd once more. find him later. greet again -

ASS SQUIRT!! (kind of angry) dude, why are you calling me that?! she squirted out of her pussy, not her ass. oh?

i smile and nod. then continue -

ASS SQUIRT!!

he walks away.