Playboys For The Win

     Have you ever tried to burn someone verbally? I’m sure you have. I think it’s even referred to as a burn. When you come out on top of such an exchange. What’s cool about this one to me is simply this. I was only 15 years old at the time, he was an adult.
 
       I lived in this subdivision growing up. I had a friend who lived in the neighborhood. We spent the night at each others house on weekends. We saw each other everyday. He usually came to my house most of the time. His parents were kinda strict compared to my parents. Every friend I ever had who met my parents loved them.
 
      One time we were hanging out at his house. He tells me that his brother who had just moved out to, California at the time. Had left some Playboys under his bed. So we went and checked them out. This was two years prior this occurred. So I was 13 years old when we discovered the magazines. The Playboys are key in my burn.  
 
      So a couple years later his brother moves back home. With his wife whom he met in California. My parents had gotten him a job working for them. So he and his lady are at my house. In the living room talking to my parents. As I pass by now and then from my bedroom to the kitchen. He’s fucking with me. Cracking jokes and making fun of me. Showing off for his wife. I mean he’s like 22 years old and an arrogant fucker. Go figure. Thinks he’s got skill with the women. Feel me?
 
      So after about four or five passes. Of minding my business not even responding to his bullshit. While he and his wife have a laugh or two at my expense. I had an ace up my sleeve turns out. I was gonna embarrass his ass. Just waiting for the right time. It’s also important to know he’s living at his parents house again. Sleeping in his old bedroom.
 
      So I emerge from my bedroom one last time to the kitchen. I only stop because my mom asked could I bring her diet Pepsi out of the refrigerator. So I bring it to her. As I hand it to her, he’s joking about me not having a girlfriend at the time. Then proceeded to say something about me jacking off to magazines still.
 
      His wife busts out laughing. I’m fucking beyond pissed and definitely embarrassed. So I get ready to get this bastard. I tell him I seen his stash. The Playboys.
 
      He shrugs it off by nervously saying he had some good issues back in the day. I said well I wouldn't know how good the issues are. All the best pages were stuck together.