July 27, 2004
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Woohoo, I found my dong!
I finally found my dong this morning. I was happy to get my hands on it, but to tell you the truth, I hardly realized that my dong was missing. It had been a week since I had seen it. I don’t use it, and at this point in my life, I’m not sure that it is even good for anything. Considering my dong’s age and condition, it probably isn’t worth much.
Still, it WAS my dong and I enjoyed showing it to people. I have always been careful about who I show my dong to–not everyone wants to see or touch an old man’s dong. The few people who do are special to me.
I think the cat was playing with it. I had been keeping my dong on top of the stereo cabinet I use as a bedside stand, and she knocked it down, along with some rocks and some other collectable coins. The dong I refer to is a one-dong coin minted in 1964, the “dong” being a unit of Vietnamese currency.
What did you think I was talking about?
Comments (7)
*gasping for breath with tears in my eyes after a good giggle*
I was just laughing — JUST laughing uproariously, but still able to read this aloud to Doug, until I got to the part about the cat playing with it, then I lost the ability to speak and read. Even forewarned, I found this hilarious. When are you and the Kid going to get your comedy act together and take it on the road?
I was with ya there for a while….
Sadly…. my story wouldn’t be about no danged Asian dong…
thanks for the laffs… :->
mitch
OMG, thanks for the laugh!!!!!
LOL…too funny!
Posts like these are why I seek blogs written by people older than I.
Jeni
thanks for the smile…I needed that…huggs Sassy
very funny
lololololololololol
Heh