Today in baseball, after we shook hands, I briefly talked to a person I know on the other team. I don't know him too well; he's one of those people I will talk to maybe once more in my life.
Anyways, we talked for like a minute.
And right after I said bye to this kid and parted ways, I realized the whole time we were talking, I had my hand down my pants, adjusting my "nut cup".
And I'm sure he noticed this.
And I just felt weird, in retrospect, for doing it.
I felt kind of icky, too.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
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