Bubba Franks! Bubba Franks, Y'all
by Scott Hardie on October 4, 2006
There has to be a corny sexual position that nobody actually does (like Dirty Sanchez) named after that man.
The rest of my trip is over and was richly enjoyed. We skipped Fearless in favor of playing Playstation games and scarfing down Chinese food while talking at length about the goo game and how it could be better. Matt's cousin Scott Pugely (also a site user like aforementioned Ryan Orsucci and Kevin Fiore) arrived for the Packers game, which was a major loss but grimly anticipated well in advance, and Mario Party. Scott's a good guy; I hope to see him again next time. After more Playstation Risk in the morning, I took off for my flight, and had a much better experience with Delta this time. They may have cut it very close with the Atlanta connection yet again, but this time a flight attendant set aside two empty seats in the back for me, put up the armrest, and handed me a seat belt extension. Considering how much pain I was still in from the puddle-jumper flight I had just endured, I wasn't in the mood to be modest, and I'll be damned if it wasn't the most comfortable and pleasant flight I've had in years, even better than flying business-class like I usually do. For the first time I can remember, I wasn't clawing at my own face to relieve the pain of being crammed into a lilliputian seat. Thank you Delta!
And thank you Matt for being an awesome host. This is just the weekend trip I needed to force myself to rest and have fun. Pictures are coming.
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Kris Weberg | October 18, 2006
I believe a "Bubba Franks" occurs when the penetrating partner does a full backflip without leaving the orifice in question.