I pinched a girl in 4th grade.
I know it was wrong. I was immature and not thinking and I apologize.
I’ll let my boss know and hand in my resignation.
There goes your hope for that Senate seat!
For me it was the first grade.
There was a girl named Ginger Lauber.
I gave her a peck on the cheek.
I would never dream of taking it back or apologizing for it.
Her brothers and mine asked me to stop it. I did.
I was a testy little fart even at that age. I thought they were full of it, but it seemed prudent being outnumbered like that.
My brother and dad came up with this little song with her name in it and teased me about it for months or years.
Even as an adult, I was curious about what happened to her in life. I looked her up one time and saw that she was married. I assumed she had kids and a good decent life. It was nice to think that.
At any rate, some things in life while inappropriate at 7 years of age, are not something to look back on and consider yourself wrong to have done it. I wasn’t aware it was wrong at the time, and I never regretted letting her know some little kid thought she was something special in the day.
I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chap stick
I kissed a girl just to try it
Funny. I was groped by females I was not dating/married to etc any number of times. I never felt the need to complain. Just smile.
But I know there is a difference. And that should be acknowledged. The left refuses to acknowledge the difference. We are all eunuchs to them. Barbies and Kens below the belt.
Because of all the clatter about “shady history,” I am going to search for the girl that talked me into exposing myself when I was 5 years old. She played the old trick on me, “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours!”
I have, sort of, been troubled ever since./S
I was in the 6th grade when the hottest, most sought after blond in the neighborhood grabbed me and kissed me, telling me “you’re gonna have to get used to that”...I’ll never forget what’s her name.