Derek the "skid-mark guy."

I once had a brief thing with a man named Derek.  Everything was simply beautiful, we had a great time together, great conversation and all that.  Then after about 6 months, he spent the wknd with me at my home.  Coming to the end of the wknd, I was doing laundry and his underwear was in there, and I had to drop everything to go get a pair of gloves and thongs to hold his pooh-stained-underwear.

I was in shock to say the very least.  Now, a child, I can understand, but, an adult having pooh-stained underwear, just isn't cool  and HIGHLY UNCALLED FOR!  You wipe, take a look, if the tp is full of doodoo then you wipe again and wipe until the tp is CLEAN!!

Recently, we bumped into eachother and had a bite to eat, and when he went to the washroom and came back to the table, I couldn't help but wonder if he washed his hands and wiped his ass perfectly clean.

D the skidmark-Douchebag.