A few days after his youtube premier, Jimmy found himself in a local coffee and cake store. He never imagined he would run into any of the few thousand people who viewed the video; they were probably all just some weirdos on the internet. He was wearing his gray high school athletic sweatpants. They were a bit tight on him, but the material was more then forgiving, and I stretched across his large frame.
He was bending down to look at one of the sports magazines they had on the rack when it hit him. Grabbed him was more like it.
“Jimmers!” A voice said, as two large hands grabbed on to his ass. He straightened right up. He knew who it was right away, for there was only one person who called him Jimmers. “Fancy running into you in this part of town!”
“Hi Paul, how is it going?” Jimmy asked. Jimmy knew Paul from high school. They were both on the football team. Jimmy was the center, and Paul was the quarterback—for a while anyway.
“Great. You know I bet your the only guy who I can identify by your ass more than your face. I spent what, like, 90% of each game starring into it. Come on lets grab a booth.”
Jimmy and Paul took a seat in the corner of the cafe.
“So I see your making quite a name for yourself,” Paul said.
“What's that?” Jimmy said.
“Well, I guess your ass is the more famous part. I saw the video you put up on you tube.”
“What?” Jimmy was embarrassed “it was just a goof I mean. It was nothing”
“Yeah a goof. I man, sure it was fucking hilarious and everything..” Paul said, uncharacteristically turning his eyes from Jimmy. “I mean, makes me feel lucky. Ive had my head so close to your ass so many times, playing foot ball and you never-- hey,” he laughed. “That's an idea. If you shoot another video. I mean. Imagine a quarter back, like me, or someone; in position waiting for the snap. When someone like you, playing center rips a big one. Man,” Paul laughed,”If you ever need someone to play for that video, ill take the hit on that one. Way to funny to pass up.”
Jimmy blushed a little. He was starting to think Paul wanted him to do more videos seriously—even be in them himself.
“Look man, I gotta hit the bathroom ill be right back”
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