• Story: My Introduction to Boobies

    Story: My Introduction to Boobies

    The first time I saw a boob in person I was twelve. The girl was fourteen or fifteen, and her boobs were probably bigger than my head. I had been trying to get her to take her shirt off for months, and one day I came up with the plan that got the job done.

  • Story: The Game Master

    Story: The Game Master

    This was a pretty typical, hot afternoon in the summer. The only reason it sticks in my memory is because it’s the day I met The Game Master.

  • Story: Thank Heaven for Pastor Joe

    Story: Thank Heaven for Pastor Joe

    Say what you will about a man of the cloth with his hand in a little boy’s pants, but in this instance it seems to have worked out for the better.

  • Story: Tiger Power Pistol

    Story: Tiger Power Pistol

    My dad got me a sickass water pistol. It’s one of my earlier and most vivid memories to this day, because I was so impressed with the thing I lost my goddamn mind. This wasn’t some chump’s plastic squirt gun, but a powerful, motorized weapon…

  • Story: Halloween Baby

    Story: Halloween Baby

    I don’t have a memory of being born, which is probably not surprising. What’s surprising is that I THINK I do remember it, even if I know that has to be wrong.