Among the stories about me that usually get a reaction:
1) As an Army brat, I lived in Panama for 3 years, and was bitten by a small Boa Constrictor snake (because I stepped on it) while walking my dog at night... in socks. I was in 3rd grade.
2) I skydived regularly for a few years, and did a naked jump with some friends, including a female. Yes, things flap in the breeze.
3) For Halloween several years ago I dressed as a **** (female). I am a (straight) guy, with hairy arms, legs, chest, and a mustache. I did not shave anything. I wore a mini skirt and tight tank top, lace bra (to contain my perfect D-cups), lace thong panties, a curly blonde wig, and lovely make-up. As I and my "bodyguards" (friends who kept drunk homophobes from kicking my a$$), went from bar to bar, I actually had a couple guys come up to me and admit that they took a double-take at my t!ts before realizing that I was a guy in drag! I was honored!
After surviving all that, I now have a beautiful 12-yo daughter that I am very proud of, and a wonderful swmbo that lets me sleep in the house when I don't obsess about beer and brewing.
Eins, zwei, g'suffa!
