Grow Up!!!
Last night my wife said something like, "Vinny, you're 32 but sometimes you act like you're 10". I asked what she meant by that and she gave me a big laundry list of things I have done over the last few years to try and prove her point.
1) "When we still lived in Germany why did you have to take all your clothes off and run down the street naked during the first snowfall each year?"
2) "Don't you remember doing a strip tease dancing on the poles in the subway in NY?"
3) "Vinny, 32 year old men don't get pissed off at the barmaids, walk outside, drop their pants and put their naked ass against the window of the restaurant while people are trying to eat!" (To which I replied...."but I was only 29 at the time!!!")
4) "Vinny how come when you're outside the house smoking you always have to pee in the yard?"
5) "Vinny grown men don't dress up in a ridiculous pimp or chef outfit and go to the bowling alley and make a big scene." (although she admitted that she liked this one)
6) "But Vinny you gave a speech to my family trying to speak in German and told them you have a big penis!"
So I started to realize that I have an affinity for doing things involving clothing removal and/or making a big scene. Is there anything wrong with this? Yeah I am 32 and a dad now but I prefer to think of it as "keeping things interesting". Maybe somtimes things get out of control but somebody's gotta be the goofball right?

4 Comments:
Please tell me you really didn't do ALL of those things. some of them I can picture you doing but come on... Then again you were Cenz the Human Donkey :)
Gawd... I can so sympathize with her. Ha-ha.
Yep, I did them all....and that's not even half of it. If any of my NC friends chime in they probably remember things my wife and I both forgot about. All in good fun though, all in good fun.
I feel so honored to have been a witness to #2 (although I would refer to it as “Skin the Cat”), #3, and #5. I agree, somebody’s got to be the goofball. Who cares if women and children have to see random public nudity.
If it makes any difference I sometimes felt bad about exposing onlookers to my escapades. But I never felt bad enough about it not to do it again! Shame on me.
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